I suddenly have/
noone left to dream about. /
Alone’s kinda weird.

OR
noone left to sing about.

I lay in bed, nude./
She’s on the other side: Clothes/
bed, sheets and desires.

Humiliation./
Lay alone in bed with her. /
I had forgotten.

Her last 1/
would come/
2 c her once weekly/
mayb./
Now she needs/
2 breathe:/
More alone time./
So/
altho/
it’s no crime,/
my demand/
is out of hand./
I grieve/
and leave!

It’s strange to think/
that I’m on the brink/
of really leaving./
But there’s no grieving./
Just a gnome’s goodbye nod and wink.

I’m silly selfish./
It’s not a blessing for you/
to see me. I’ll learn.

You sit in your car./
It idles while you wait long./
Why are you BP?

How long’s a minute?/
When promised calls don’t happen,/
it seems forever.

I too lay hurting./
I try to explain caring./
Nothing seems to work.

Furnace is blasting./
Lone mourning dove softly coos./
Significance? None.