damn you dithering hope

we were done
with your teal-
colored orbs
of delight
but the way
of it had
some other
cosmos in
mind i don't
really mind
but it's a numbing
sort of navigating
placing its thumb
at the corner
of the page for
later relinquishing
envy though it
swarms me like
sunlight feeling
warm and exhausted
from the shock
of being back
on my feet
i climb back into bed
and feel a ghost
slide in next to me
tracing most of
my body with its
ghostfingers
why do these sheets
feel so empty