You sleep with your mind awake.
I see you twitch and worry as I
Lie inside your watching, along.
Your body tells your story, the
One about anxious defenses, and
Hilly motoric reflex, fortress wall.
A rage induced, childhood fascists,
A jealous brother usurping control,
Lorded over a boyhood’s landscape.
And the son who became the man,
Who took fury to the world, coated
Like enamel, wolfish covetousness.
Stuff it all, beers and candy, yearn
To a carefree kid, the promised life
Of firstborn fortune, fiefs forever.
Lost, love, in stifled cries un-yelled
Swallow in dragon-ful dreamscapes
Yawn fire through loins and islands.
Bleed worlds inside a wall-safe, keep
Cupped palm close a vampire’d lust.
Despise the rest as marauding cheats.
Still I watch, tender-horrified aghast,
Thumb to forefinger circle poked hate
Necessity, wrench-tightens hope-bolt.
Awaken yet, chestnut eye transcribes
Silence to story and mawkish, stolen
Laments death, sleep and secrets bare.
Sleeping with the enemy, I gaze, boring
Holes in the skull’s soft, vulnerable hind
Sight, believe too in my own enemy-love.
Lovers-valentine-lying: pixabay
In the gaze of the other 