It hurts
The soft hands
Fingered. Snorted. Kissed.
The mouldy bread on the floor of her car
“Just breathe”
And let me know when you are back.
I’m back!
Oh, hey!
I wanted to go outside but
Frustration,
You should’ve come.
One shoe
One sock
Put it in the other room so I can’t see
“I think it should be there”
I don’t.
I know and I don’t.
Just a dress rehearsal
With his voice - not the body.
Just another rehearsal with him
The Math of Time.
It’s a blue-ish, purple-ish thing.
Fuck
I hate today
I know.
And I don’t.