a creaky blue carpet,
holding your own hand
as you drive through the night,
falling asleep chewing gum
waking up with it in your hair,
the sun begins to breach the house,
even when the curtains are tightly shut,
the middle of the blue carpet
stained with adolescent nosebleeds,
tomato sauce, anorexic sweats.
sun ripples through my stomach..
(a body of water is still a body )