A Weird Sleep

hot hot breath
air conditioning, pumping hard
a faded dream
you fast asleep
next to me
tossing and turning
this side, that side
I almost don't know how to sleep anymore
without you inside me
without your kicks and hiccups
there is no consolation;
just an empty vessel
until you wake my dreamless sleep
yanking on my nosering
drool on your fingers
slathering my face in angel goo
the son has risen.