carbon monoxide biting a cactus
I am paranoid.
my head is
is a carbon monoxide alarm in the basement chirping
an ex-lover’s name every
30 seconds and I am wondering
whether I am poisoned or out of batteries.
But, I am drunk, you see, and take a battery out, hoping
I can catch a breath of oxygen.
But when I climb back up the stairs, it chirps again.
I open all the windows and wonder
if this is what it is like to
be insane. I dreamed the other night
that I talked to someone I
used to love and
showed him a living piece of us.