my heart is leaking from my fingertips

The thing about sleep is

The thing about me is my thing with
sleep.
so few and far between - but
when it happens, it’s dangerous.
Because I’d prefer to never wake.

The thing about sleep is
the thing about reality and
I get those two mixed up.

Because the thing about me
is my thing about my head and
my heart and where I
truly belong.

lost in the better parts of my dreams

The thing about what goes on between
the last time I woke up and the
next time I’ll sleep - is that
I can’t tell the difference anymore.