because you don't sleep in this bed
and all the plans and situations I had dreamed up swelter around in my head.
I don't know why I bother
to pull up the sheets
and fold them over
on my side
to match yours
where the sheets stay up
and the pillow fluffed
and just sleeping was enough
when you used to sleep here
if now you don't sleep here.
Shoulders,
and skin,
and all that's within
long for you.
