the sieve and the sand

We settled
near each-other
on the floor
(it was the best place)
near the door
(in to the next room)
that we hardly used at all

And we squeezed
of one another
and we laughed
(and fought and kissed)
until we nearly
(I, completely)
fell asleep where
one ought not

And she smiled and
(bit her lip)
while we drove
all the way crosstown
to where she stayed
(and I dismayed)
on weekdays, though
it was Four-AM

How odd it was,
I can not start
to fathom.