everything is running
smoothly
as it should be
as it were
i was lonely
doing TV, doing the laundry
doing breakfast, lunch, dinner, afternoon snacks
desert.
then i stop
and u start
running a slow jog through my memory
stale, rough, lurching, tasting of yesterday
tears that dont need shedding
songs that dont need singing
--its in the air. the sun streaming through the windows
slicing slants on the floor
that reminds me
rain is for when you reached out to touch somebody
and your fingers clutch empty
Space.