lullaby(e) appetite

i haven't slept in the past 4 nights. not well anyway.

is it too cliche to want to breath with someone? to want mutual stillness?
probably:




wholeness; a blanket
my coma.
stranded sleepless,
revolving door scences
play to you;
dry and dark.
disapointment, morphine
sweating under stillness.
lovesongs for the ceiling,
a lullabye i didn't write.
contours and stucco
lay down and relive you
awake. absent touch.
weigh me down
make me heavy.