Michael Curtis Houck
I called your name from the bed
But you didn’t answer.You said that
You could not hear me
Over the water while you were
Shaving you legs.
You said the coffee pot was
Percolating too loud and that the
Hissing and that the
Screaming of the machine
Was filling the kitchen enough
To drown out my voice.
To keep going
Would be pointless
So I’ll say that despite
These things we’ve built
Between us
I enjoy your company.
