We too hold hands

We too hold hands

Sea otters hold hands while sleeping so they don’t drift away from each other

We too hold hands at night,

like sea otters

with the comfort of touch.

We drift off to sleep

entwined

lest one of us,

monstered by dreaming,

is tidied away

by wayward tides.

For ‘here be dragons’

in the uncharted waters

of the slumbered night,

where day-blind subconscious

is navigator

and the stars are in anarchy.