Soap - 3.26.19
April 18, 2019he knows the
depth at which my foot
should sink when i
come to him &
he does it well
he greets me only
when im looking
and takes my coat
at the door
i only know one song
in the shower & he plays it
every time
we go on short walks
when we need to
just because we have to
two boys in a trench coat
two kings with one million fingers
i wonder where the worm in him hides
when i am away
he’s started to
call me booker
& i haven’t yet given him a name
but i call him anyway
i am always yellow
next to his flames &
i’m never too hot
a text in the morning
my first sip of oj
did the house number change ?
how far down the block is it
do we stop at the 1/2 stolen
bike before we turn around ?
its surreal to turn the faucet off when
the bath hasn’t filled but the
mirrors fogged up
i got my homework done & went to bed
we missed the concert but they would’ve
just played the same song i already
know on repeat over & over
our fingers in each other again