I don’t want to boil water. I am afraid I will forget it
although you are not likely to appear at my door.
If I burn up the pan I’ll have to use the other one
and I do not like the handle on it so I just won’t boil water
and then I’ll be hungry tomorrow too.
I could have made coffee or rice but the moon was almost full
and I felt it like I was shaving with a dull knife
and anyway I never turned the burner on
so the water sat there on the stove.
I thought about nights of us doing cocaine
and the way you’d crawl right in through my bedroom window
as if you weren’t twenty two years old
and I remember all the nights you never came
and the moonlight beats upon my windowpane.
although you are not likely to appear at my door.
If I burn up the pan I’ll have to use the other one
and I do not like the handle on it so I just won’t boil water
and then I’ll be hungry tomorrow too.
I could have made coffee or rice but the moon was almost full
and I felt it like I was shaving with a dull knife
and anyway I never turned the burner on
so the water sat there on the stove.
I thought about nights of us doing cocaine
and the way you’d crawl right in through my bedroom window
as if you weren’t twenty two years old
and I remember all the nights you never came
and the moonlight beats upon my windowpane.
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