Distance
"When the mind daydream, it cannot distinguish between the
dream and reality"
- Chris Camimile
You sprawl out
across my bed
nodding off to sleep
with your smoking cigartte melting down
in the yellow ashtray
My room
fills with smoke
rising in a long sinuous trail
coagulating in a halo
over your heard
I had said
I love you
you said
you were hungry
I climb
out of my tall bed
tumbling onto the floor
"got any crakers c.c.?"
you whisper
in my kitchen
I
