nothing to say, 15 days until pitchers and catchers and an empty pair of trousers

empty pair of trousers


this relationship is animating my spirit
i could stay here
drink coffee, go jogging, walk the dog
have her nurse me through the bad moments

rub mint lotion on my feet
make me turkey grilled cheese sandwiches
lay in bed and talk to each other late at night
we'd read together

i know sometimes arguments would occur
that is the nature of things
a bit of screaming
the exchange of dirty laundry
dishes piling up
a bit of dramatics at times

i was high
my mind was in unchartered territory
it was late
i was tried

i went to bed and collapsed like an empty pair of trousers next to her