I’m seeing you all over
Which is no surprise.
You’re a large presence and your energy has somehow permeated my thoughts.
I thought I had steeled you away into a section of my soul,
somewhere that would keep the part of you inside of me quiet and still,
but next to my heart with the rest of them.
But lately, when I dream, there you are.
Sometimes sitting quietly,
sometimes telling me that I’m being ridiculous
sometimes asking about the time of day.
It’s disquieting because I thought that you were away.
I thought that part of you was put away.
somehow you are not,
somehow you weave freely through my thoughts
when sleep has taken me,
when I am most vulnerable of the mind.
The curious part is that, somehow,
I linger within my sheets after waking.