Bravo me. In the hallway.
Not real and slow-clapping.
With oven-gloves on.
Keep my body indoors.
Let me loaf long silences.
Make my bed. A tower.
Acid rising in the night.
Finger-sweat on the door.
Handles. A speaking hinge.
Dishonest situations.
This one. Distractions.
I want a life laid out.
A whale skeleton.
To go to sleep properly.
The bones of a whale.
Asleep. And everyone.
Standing around quietly.
Talking about generosity.
How much it gave them.
How deep it went.