You are the prettiest man
I have ever seen &
I don’t hear the way you fight anymore.
The hallucinations are coming on
& right now you’re turning into
a beautiful bolt of fabric.
It’s time to dust off the sewing machine.
I want to wear you on my body like a vintage coat.
Your hair can be the fur trim.
Our bodies fit together so well,
I won’t even have to adjust the pattern.