Talk

It's really quite funny she giggles
How you keep searching for the thing you can never have
But I have to try
Not having cans is a nightmare
My body twitches and the stairs move like jello
We have to hold the railings to get out the door
No wonder we never leave this place
Sleep comes
We wake ourselves up talking
I talk more in my sleep than when I'm awake
It feels safer that way
But the words make no sense
She wipes the hair from her face
Washes her sticky fingers
I open the windows wide
We like the breeze
It's really quite funny she giggles.