stairwell

you walk until you find a roof you can climb

blue night

big snow spinning

you get home late tonight

arpeggios drag in the stairwell

windows beg to be opened

bent knees

grey and gold dust

dreams interrupt

she looks up out

a small opening

too bright to

keep eyes open

you pull her back down

this is worse than

missing any bus

please don't send me there again this time