2014-01-27T11:09:34-08:00January 27th, 2014|Parenthood|

If zero died

It’s the middle of the night
and you are trying
to open my eyelids

I am too tired
to fend you off
with words
so I burrow my head
under the covers
like a dying bug

you are whispering
as if this makes
it better

mama mama

I continue to pretend
I am asleep
though you have now
also turned the lights on
a screaming brightness
like blowtorches to my eyes

mama mama
if zero died
would the other numbers
be sad

you ask me this
with your nose
touching mine

and I cannot decide
which hurts more
the choke of this exhaustion
or the weight
of so much love.

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