The way I sleep
an interpretive dance
Heart beating fast
Or too loud

The way I sleep
following the rhythm
of the crickets
singing a local weather report

If you could calculate
each lull between
you could find the temperature
of the small spaces
under the refrigerator
or in the bathroom walls

The way I sleep is like that

Bloated, a heavy balloon
filled to burst before escaping
up or until limp and flat again
pain before release relief

The way you sleep
a conversation
too much meaning
or none at all

the way you sleep
finds me jealous
finds me watching
finds me wanting

until, until

hot feet
to slip free
face to find
the cool side
of the pillow (again, again)
body to twist and spin
until knee almost reaches chin

until, until

arms cross and mind shuts off
and heart can steady

until, until

I forget to be awake
I forget to be awake
I forget