what lonely people do (we)

what lonely people do (we)

dream

we wake up alone

from dreams where

lost lovers visited us

lying against us

the curve of skin to skin

and talking talking talking

pretend

we fall in love

on Twitter

with tiny photos

140 characters

Favorites and Retweets

like “I love you”

recreate

we hear their voices

see their faces

and turn with joy

to find them not there

except in the pounding

of our hearts longing

drift

we are held to the planet

barely just barely

by gravity’s pull

but our chests are empty

like hot air balloons

craving the sky the sky

hold

we’ve known holding hands

and the mistake of letting go

each time it was offered

because right at that moment

that moment seemed forever

until it was gone gone and gone

fear