Unkempt Poetry

10-26-15

Would I miss

the half empty Brita

The scarves on the floor

The lights always off

Or the constantly closed door?

I don't think I should

But for sure, I would miss

You forgetting that

I don't eat meat

Or not being angry when you

trip over my bag or shoes

And sleeping with the fan on

and while talking to you

Telling you my dreams

And your moaning and making

a fuss when you wake

And I loved your blankets

used as a poncho

And your little sounds too

Your walltarp makes me feel

Warm, safe, happy, and cozy

But then again, 

That's what it's like

living with you.

Happy birthday, Kara! To many more together.