the sound of the rising and falling tides in your ears
is really just your own heart-beat simmering down
from when you were sitting crookedly like a hunched pigeon.
and your spine spreads and adjusts to be comfortable.
the sound of the ocean beating slowly in your ears.
and then you rub your toes together.
the fan is on and the rest is hush.
and he with the labradorite eyes falls asleep, too,
eventually.

4am.