stop yawning.
these gray walls can hear you cry.
they can see through your oldest tears.
you've let them dry,
now they shine on your cheeks
like the glitter i set on my eyes.
you're all the kinds of sleepy
the waves tickle your skin
in the subway
but then you're in bed instead
wishing you could stay that way
sip your coffee
turn off the lights
crack your knuckles
welcome back.
i love you
come back