i occupy the time
that i’m in
and what else should i do
with it, honestly

and if that is ok
why does it
disturb me?
i’ve spent this week
in isolation
dusting my floorboards
with moody frustrated love
and counting every grain
of myself
i can reach
not thinking and
not caring
how i got here

when you come over
i’ve got coffee and
possibly stories

and if that is ok
what does it
lead to?