For Kim.
October 8th, 2007 by trancejen
I think of you in the fall
when the wind gets unstable
perhaps you’d kick my ass now when I need it
perhaps you’d just leave
I think of us laughing on the kitchen floor
breathless and spent, ridiculous
and I ache with the lack of the love of a roommate
It’s damned hard to replace a roommate
I go to bed at eight these days
that’s eight PM
I do this not due to some soul-crushing weariness
but because I can’t think of shit else to do
I am tired
I have a lot to be tired about
but God is my hair greasy
and I don’t think these bootstraps run on autopilot
remember when our only problem was that we didn’t have enough time?
remember when you knew your kid and I knew mine?
now I watch the leaves and all I can think is that
someone else will be doing my job again
and I will start caring less even more
