The possibilities of bent realities

I remember your naked shoulders

Soft

And from the back

The confusion twice a day of

Sunrise or sunset

The world didn't exist

Beyond the bed

Where every word we spoke

Was absorbed

By cotton and skin

And it took a lifetime to recall a lifetime

Then we'd say it all again

Your voice was so lonely

Whispering everywhere you'd been

Your voice was so lovely

With regret of what you'd done

In my heart I knew that bed could only

Exist with dirty sheets

And clean bathtub drugs