dark night sky with distant city buildings framed by trees

Lullaby for Stones

nothing swings heavier than a lullaby
that doesn’t survive the night
not even in dreams, i just know
it echoes when the sun hits

these songs are built to swallow
spit me out in the morning
when i’m awake
i’ll be heaving
with the curtains pulled down

for now i’ll admit
if this is what i become at night then
i refuse to believe in her skin

for now i’ll tote
this woman had stone for flesh
a cobble pebble smoothed by river
somehow still warm, still rough
calling to be collected
pumice and pyrite
i’m foolish because
she’s golden because
she’s in my bed with my acoustic
and soon
neck and nipples, a different rhythm
she’s nervous and present, we’re curious
so i’ll ask

can i keep the longing even when the
reach doesn’t grab
when it’s all over, can i have my heartbeat back
i need to fall asleep to a sweeter sound