Tangerines

because it’s so beautiful

but it’s too expensive

so I’m sad.

and I’m still dreaming about you. 

Nightmares dream

And the dead men all wear shoes 

It was bound to happen.

Before I fall asleep

You tell me stories that come from the top of your head

Or you nuzzle your hair in my face

I think,

From now on I am taken care of

And everything about the space in between us

Is nothing but warmth

“You make Chuck Norris know how to love.”

I don’t remember when I started feeling better. Or when I stopped blaming my loneliness on your absence. Or when my mind was somehow unchained from tiny pinpricks to the brain that caused me jerk a little to the left or right. But I use to be fearless with your ghost next to me. And now I’m afraid of everything. 

I fear the letters in my mailbox and coffee with an old friend.

And I am so deathly afraid of driving slow. 

I’ll fall asleep.