had a sleepover with the moon

told him how long I went looking for you
as he brushed my hair in the living room

my skin feels cold although I still get night sweats

I chill chill chill under my own covers

icicles between my toes where you used to be
the titanic is sinking inside of me

I wake up in the middle of the night
sleepwalking on Normandie

what did I do so south
to lose the part of you that is me

creatures breathe in my ear
teaching me how to disappear

I have to keep my head up if the rest of me
has gone swimming

if I crawl out of my skin and live in someone else’s body
if you find my body on the side of the road
if you find a letter with words no one else knows
I left myself here in case you miss my bones

in case you miss my bones
in case you miss my bones
in case you are missing.