My chamber finds us ashamed
My bed, your department store eyes
It's a showroom all the same
For once I'm relieved to be waiting
For you to open the bathroom door
You look outside and say it's raining
You can't sleep along anymore
Flirtation with an undercurrent
Becomes a dance with a tidal wave
And final union with the great eye of the hurricane
Your eyes water up at the silence
Before the wind fumbles through the windows and onto your tired skin
Worn away by passing salt and liquid
Conglomerate reasons to deny and defy what is inevitable
As a tectonic plate shifts from it's usual bedroom position
So does your body
Disrupting my focus and routine
All my books are on the floor and my drink has poured itself onto the carpet
The room glows and twists
I jump out of touch
I land in solidarity
I never liked you much