The Kitchen

July 6, 2013 § 1 Comment

It’s been a while
since we’ve lived in this scene.

We claimed the two poles –
You keep out at night,
and I during the day.

We try not to touch,
but it gets awkward.

So you try for small talk,
and I feel like you know more about me
than I know of you.

I can’t reciprocate today.
I can’t think of questions.

Where Am I?

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