I wait patiently 
just about every 
morning in bed 
waiting for you 
to step free 
from the ferry
of your dreams 
and onto land 
bringing you back 
to earth I
can almost always 
see you wave
back at the 
ferryman saying goodbye 
I am okay 
now finding me
your tour guide 
greeting you cup
in hand itinerary 
in place and 
one delicate kiss 
wishing you home 

I have swallowed 
the bile we
became ten years 
ago I have 
choked on it 
threw it up 
and cleaned it 
up rinsed it 
out and washed 
it away watching 
it go down 
the drain and 
toilet just like 
the years did 
I guess sometimes 
love turns sour 
and all that 
you have had 
must come out 
one way or 
another before you 
can be well 
to love again 

I dreamt of 
my ex husband 
last night I 
knew I would 
I thought about 
him too late 
and it’s said
that the last 
thing you think 
about you dream
and it’s funny 
it should be 
the last joy
you have felt 
the last kiss 
you have had 
the last love 
you have treasured
funny things dreams 
the truth is 
all my nights 
should now only 
belong to you 
only to you 
because you’re my
last of every
day of everything 

I can’t explain 
it I’ve tried 
and as many 
times I’ve tried 
I have failed 
so I’ve decided 
to accept it 
treasure it and 
keep it this 
way for there
is no other 
way that this 
could be than 
just like this 

The hardest thing 
that I’ve ever 
done and continue 
to do daily 
is to stand
in the middle 
of the torrent 
and scream loudly 
you have not
beaten me yet 
until you do 
call it crazy
or just inspired 
I will continue 
to do so 
until one of 
us ceases to 
be no more