I've been watching you from the nightstand, Eyes closed, But hearing, feeling Each rat tremor on top of cheap carpet Covered in cat **** and ***** stains.
You have been sleeping too long, Eyelids turning to flakes of skin, Feeding your floorboard friends. I have seen your fingers curl into messy knots of Purple thumbprints and veins reaching For the ceiling and roof.
You left me plugged into the wall, And I have inched closer to my own death With each misses phone call and text, My predisposed convulsions.
I just wanted you to know Your mother called today To ask for the new street address, The landlord says the rent is 8 days late, But your boyfriend is ill concerned with your state of health, In fact, He left the state And bought a new haircut and identity.
Written from the perspective of a forgotten phone.