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.