cinderella

i might peak out from winter,

it has been our season, 

the one a thousand days from now 

i'll be stuck in, rethinking, revelling in. 

all that happened was i feel for you, 

fell, falling, felt. fuck, it was all so junior, 

over the covers, touch of cinderella. 

i guess i must have been happy for like one hour

and now its bolted to my neck and i am drooling 

into cups, again. 

i was sanguine, that's it. that's all. 

now i imagine you naked, 

probably cause i am curious, 

or that the burdens of being undressed 

are the same weight as 

the drowning stone

tied to my chest.

i am imagined naked 

in the spring when my cock is thawed 

and my thighs have stopped glowing

when you fix your hair

tight against a smile

and i am dressed 

back in it. 

then leave me ticking on the wall

&

wait a few seasons to the rain.