we say good morning
I surrender to sleep, with
you here in my dreams
Tag: 5-7-5
Wolf
a wolf curls his lip
his fang-baring smile reveals
everything at once
anywhere
three points on the map
insides pleading- please take me
anywhere but here
non-drowning
melt snow in the lungs
some self-imposed non-drowning
set out for breakfast
oceans
on hands and on feet
ravenous spirits hunting
through empty oceans
some things I like
reverse fairy tales
mountains in my own backyard
letters in cursive
St. John’s
rewind
rewind to the end
inhales and exhales came free
now I have to pay
tastes like
this moment tastes like
delicious, off-limit cake
eaten in secret
Rugby
Sometimes in my sleep
I play rugby in my dreams,
but I never score.