but what do I care for ?

The only time I fear
Is when I think of your empty space
Next to me
You live inside of me,
Smelly mouth and all,
Your wet hair pressed against the
Cotton pillowcase , the sleep
In your eyes crusting them closed
Like diamond mines
I don't like it when you scream in your
Dreams so I pet you like I pet a tree
I hope you can feel it.