Tedium

I’ve been here before,

Freezing in this bedroom floor

come summer.

Caught in suspension—

Restless and afraid

the tables will turn in a moment,

God damn it.

The answer is surefire,

God damn it, I am

Just waiting for the

freeing of the

information from that

Tri-tone ringer

That the eastern air will sooner or later cease,

Extinguishing the fire from that last kiss.

Let the sunshine steal my bliss

When the truth spills from her lips,

“I love you” but

God damn it, the time is up.

The rhum spills from the cup and

God damn it, God damn it,

God damn it.