Sleep

I sleep under bodies
Hanging from hooks and wire
Under the women who give me courage
And the men who inspire me

I sleep to the sound of your voice
It seeps into my dreams
I dream of your laugh
And that sly, sly smile

I sleep through my classes
I drift off in the middle of a…
I write love letters to you in the margins of my notebooks
I draw thumbnail portraits on the covers
I am failing English because of it

I sleep past noon
I wake up when sun is setting
And I feel like I’ve wasted another day
I’ve wasted almost all my days

I sleep always
But for some reason I am compelled to stay up all hours of the night
Maybe I am nocturnal
Maybe I am an owl

I sleep inside of you
In the deepest, secret parts of you
I will always keep your secrets
I will hide them where I hide my own
I will hide them in my dreams