I have lost you to sleep again Sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram I read the time in shadows on the wall The shards of light Through the slats on your window I ease myself from under your languid arm I fumble on my boots and hear you breathe through your alarm I disarm it for you, you rarely hear it anyway I wouldn't want it to intrude upon your dream School bell ring messing up the play A note, penned clumsily in this century's type-ruined hand Saying gone down the shops for a walk I'll bring back some sandwiches And then I kiss your face The black and the blue I tie it into my laces, I don't want the wander blocking up the view I stumble out into the afternoon Still salty from drink and the late night pool I'll be gone an hour at most And you will be more diagonal And I've a head on me in the post, I know, a castle swallowed in the swell