I talk
to my invisible friends at night
they listen with inscrutable faces
they do not argue.
I tell them about
the hopes in my eyes
desires in my mouth
and fears in my heart.
Words fail me
constantly moving
shifting feelings
until I am exhausted.
They leave me alone, confused
I weep through the night
joy comes in the morning.
You are more in me
than I in you and
you remain while
obliviously I go outside looking for you.
