I have lost you to sleep again   Sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram   I read the time in shadows on your wall   The shards of light through the slats on your window      I ease myself from under your languid arm   I fumble on my boots and hear you breathe through your alarm   And I disarm it for you, you rarely heed it anyway   I wouldn't want it to intrude upon your dream   School bell ring, messing up the play      A note, penned clumsily in this century's type-ruined hand   Saying "Gone down the shops for a walk   I'll bring back some sandwiches"   And then I kiss your face, the black and the blue   I tie it into my laces, I don't want the wander blocking up the view      I stumble out into the afternoon   I'm still salty from drink and the late night pool   And I'll be gone an hour at most, you will be more diagonal   And I've a head on me in the post, I know, a castle swallowed in the swell