the sound of me

[10XI09]

this is the sound of me thinking of you
i inhale a thought, exhale a verb
because breathing is insufficient
and only words will do

this is the sound of me missing you
the echo of a tear that only i will hear
as it falls in the night
and evaporates from my palm

this is the sound of me wanting you
a rustle of sheets, an intake of air
the contortions of my body on a bed
that feels empty and untrue