I’m going to put
My head down on the pillow
And let the record play
You were supposed
To be here
Seventeen minutes ago
And I set down
A seven-minute record
And let it play
I left my door unlocked
And the windows opened
Because the air doesn’t work
And the super’s on vacation
I should be on vacation
But you were in town
So I told you
I’d hang around
But you have meetings
You have lunches
You have drinks
With people
You haven’t seen
In years
And I gotta catch up
On my loneliness
Photos of friends
On beaches
With drinks
Or at pools
At hotels
Having a time
And I’m here
Because we had a window
You and I
Outside sounds like
The kind of Wednesdays
That feel like Friday’s
And I asked to meet you out
Somewhere we could be around people
No fears about getting recognized
No worries about being spotted
And having to escape
A trendy restaurant
I wanted to have
An experience with you
Not a liaison
But I take you
For what you’re worth
And you’re worth
A few hours
After all your
Other engagements
Where you’ll look me in the eyes
And tell me
How beautiful I am
And as hard as I try
Not to believe it
Or anything you say
You’re an actor
And you act
Like you love me
So well
So good
So here
I am
I haven’t moved
And the room
Changes shape around me
Like a rock
To a river
I watch the time
Go around me
And down
And out the window
Looking for you
Looking for how far you are
Searching cars
Going up and down
The streets
Of a city
You don’t live in
Looking for me
Or looking for something
That could look
Like me
And instead you’re going to get here
And find my loneliness
There will be
The form of me
The lines of me
And if you’re lucky
The depths of me
But there will be
No me, there
Just a lot of loneliness
In a bed
In a hot room
With a window open
Waiting for someone
To show up
And put something
Next to what’s lonely
To see if it’ll make
The loneliness
Go away
But that window
Is closing
It’s open now
But not forever
Seventeen minutes
And pretty soon
The record’s
Going
To skip
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