sleeping with you, bright light
screen of plenty
i feel empty
though.
i'll watch a movie,
re-run-
and think how
we ran
in different directions
now, stagnant
this night, i know you
wide eyed in non-waking hours
red venom crawls under my skin
and i lay
white as an apple's flesh
i pray this night finally bites
pierce the skin
or i'll peel it off myself