11-13-2022, 08:51 AM
We sleep with our heads
turned away from each other,
mine facing the windowpane
steeped in grey winter sky
gazing into a horizon of nothingness.
His immersed in a window of opportunities
Unraveling in his phone
Tabs slicing into new tabs
as tidbits of stocks, jobs, and real estate
clutter his phone with dizzying speed,
unmoored,
much like the thought ribbons inside my head.
Every few minutes, this silence is ruptured
by an excited realization
or a scornful comment---
a verbal instrument of care.
Every few minutes, I offer him a nod
as a sign of my presence---
nay, existence.
turned away from each other,
mine facing the windowpane
steeped in grey winter sky
gazing into a horizon of nothingness.
His immersed in a window of opportunities
Unraveling in his phone
Tabs slicing into new tabs
as tidbits of stocks, jobs, and real estate
clutter his phone with dizzying speed,
unmoored,
much like the thought ribbons inside my head.
Every few minutes, this silence is ruptured
by an excited realization
or a scornful comment---
a verbal instrument of care.
Every few minutes, I offer him a nod
as a sign of my presence---
nay, existence.