last leaf / i've never had this kind of sleeplessness

              

I.

   i've never had this kind of sleeplessness

                                                                when someone suggests

                                                                       dividing the charcoal vines

                                                                & using them for currency

                                                                       

                                                                i am finally floating on

                                                                my back when you stand

                                                                                       behind me like a road

II. 

   leaving

                           she shaves only half of her head

                           walk down, down through

                           the dunes & thistles of sand

                           if this isn't you

                           then who is it 

                           someone asks

                           as gently

                           as they goddamn can