i want you to love me
very dearly
and wholly
i want you to find that i’ve feathered your pillow in the morning
made you orange juice
toasted your bread 'til the edges blacken,
as you sit and watch the cars from the window
i want to have two dreams about you
in the rain, sharing an umbrella
strings, cameras, buzzcuts, curtains, television, mirrors, butter and its knife
between the sheets and covered
over and under
i’ll show you one dream and keep the other
hidden, but not so well
the show is starting,
shut up