over the pond.

transatlantic makes everything complicated. prefabricated?  i know i never chose wanted a ready-made house, but what more can i expect? four by fours and sheet rock. steady as the weathervane, timeless as the the daily news. you can’t be my slab foundation, but i’ll try to make you. i don’t care what they’ve said—it always rains, with or without you.

if we were teetering, we’ve fallen now. belief is a drug, and trust is an intoxicant. i’m dizzy/high/drunk on you. they had my body; you had my hand. i dreamed about you last night. it took me awhile to realize the night hadn’t been true. when i fully woke up,i tasted sadness with my early morning cigarette.

 you’re crossing an ocean to me in two weeks. 

i don’t own a watch, but i feel one in my pocket, pressing into my side. i can hear the hours run. the days aren’t blurred anymore. i see everything (you) in focus.