Home in Bed

Our divided attention spans the distance
between her delicate heart and my anxious mind;
we confront our nakedness without the threat of shame.
The compass to where we started, where
it all began — in the bed we should
never have been in turns a light on in Chicago.
But now we’re again tangled in bedsheets,
traveling each other like endless roads.

(© 2022 AC)

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