his boyfriend sleeps

his husband keeps

all his gifts

and all his spit

he bites on spit

and wonders this

he's not special

he's

not

he's metal

his boyfriend sings

his husband lingers

waiting for his love to stop

he waits for the settle

he sleeps with the metal

by his side

in a Polaroid

don't forget about me

don't

don't you grieve

i'm not gone yet

please hold on

you are golden

we are golden

we are holding

sleeping clutching Polaroids

crying awake in empty shirts

falling apart inside your smell

holding on to what hurts worst