Gey Dumbass Over Here

4.

My dearest dumbass:

How I wish this night

Could last forever.

I’d stretch time for you,

I’d bend, even break,

The walls of existence

For you, especially for you.

I watch the rise and fall

Of your chest in the dim,

Dim moonlight.

I retrace the features

Of your face over

And over again,

Both with my eyes

And with my hand.

I listen to your

Incessant snoring,

Like a chainsaw

Whirring at three

In the bloody morning.

Why can’t this night

At least last a little longer?