Joking
Undercover
Leaning over
To catch
The residue of your words
As they
Slide
Out of your
mouth
Slimy snakes
Sticky skin
I don't
Think
You understand

Your Disguise
Your disguise as yourself





Maybe
I could catch a
Dream
Put it in a pretty bottle
And watch it
The swirls
Beautiful patterns
I could
Put it on my shelf
And never let go

You are
my dream

Never to be held in a bottle
Never on a shelf