time lapse

i want to watch a time lapse film

of you and i asleep

to watch the pattern of the 

light and the leaves

pin point when the bpm

of you, of me

is just one number

just one creature, sleeping


when i wake i feel

my lips have been pressed 

to you somehow

and my fingernail is torn

i think i must have

broken down some door

play back the film

to when i must have stirred

and torn something

from its hinges

while the night was black

play back to find

when you did it,

when you stole into my chest

and whispered 

that you wouldn’t give my heart back