I don't know what I was waiting for.
He didn't want to speak, so I thought
everything I wanted to say.
Ignoring each other is harder with no furniture.
There is no excuse for sitting apart.
The Day After Tomorrow pulled my interest away
with city-engulfing waves and weather-driven-ravenous wolves,
who somehow ended up in Manhatten.
Talkative thoughts forgotten long before the commercial break,
but then,
a movement.
I turn to see his outstretched arm
with wiggling fingers.
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