Nights of Shame
assign meaning to the words I speak
for all I hear is gibberish in another's voice
let your chuckle flatten my spirals
as I give nothing but a thankful smile
of a near sane human
walking on the footprints of my own shoes
I let out the same air in a pattern
my willows have memorised
as I struggle to find the right key
in the shade of fairy lights
lies the only truth there is
under the sheets suffocating
the bluebird in my heart
silencing her chirps
every night the digging pauses
"it'll all end soon", so I let go
and I go to sleep until you—
oh perfect you,
act so kind
throwing a bone my way
that's what dogs like me do