Synergy
today, when you add
the date and the year
the total equals
the month
and everything is divisible
by three into
multiples of two
so the pieces of my ch’i
which respond best
to days of
mathematical synergy
are quiet and at peace.
seven-thirty-three a.m. finds me
snuggling into my bed next to you,
feeling safe
in newly unfamiliar terrain.
i remain steadily awake
as you breathe so loudly
with yr cold or flu
and in the night you
have watched cartoons
i notice
while i search
for the kicked around
blankets, under which
i am in the habit of sleeping.
i notice
i am in the habit of sleeping
next to you
so under yr arm i wait
silently and patiently
for sleep to find me
or awake to find you
in these minutes,
i hope wherever it is
we find ourselves
sleeping or waking
together.