Winter
dramatic table meetings
and no more free rides?
ha! how i love these shows.
everything is precise
regimented, orderly.
everything has to be “just so”
for now at least.
let me see you
wiggle your butt
and saunter over
and eye me
and look me up and down
really throw your head back
from side to side
i’ll cuddle with you
if you cuddle with me
staring at nothing
until the world is a blurry place
get scared at night
when it’s not black but grey
the tv glows and throws shadows
even when it’s off
on a figure standing over me
a macabre scene
i figure as my demise
but then i wake up just before dawn
and it all starts all over again.