Pillow Talk--- Jeni Olin

As an insomniac compulsively flips a pillow to cool the cheek, I turn you over again & again & again in my mind when I need the cold side of the said affair to rail against "the ruinous work of nostalgia." If life imitates art, then each stillborn has its own mucus-bright Blue Period. Sharks keep moving to prevent dying.  People keep moving too, unwittingly staving off the comfort of stasis, the virility of expiration, blah, blah... But Death, the great highlighter, makes us all shine a bit more dearly. I'm a widowchild who needs sunblock against your blinding legacy. I used to get my cardio up by just sleeping next to you. In a sane world, I'd be bumped off to warn the others of a sky so blue at the end of the working business day if your veins hadn't stolen the purest Pearl Paint blue first. A broken thoroughbred- I need a passport & vertigo pills to reach you. Godspeed, galloping into your Misty Blue OMG I miss you. 

from Hanging Loose