Crank (Crank 1)

stay. Would he

downplay

spectacular

times together,

forget the best,

remember the

lows?

As if I had

never entered his

life, never existed,

would he

toss

all promise of

tomorrow,

tumble headlong

into old

routines?

As if

he had never

told me he loved me?

I Was Supposed to Sleep?

Thoughts bulleted

in my brain, ricocheting,

creative side to practical side,

lustful half to hateful half.

Sleep? Yeah, right.

I got up, located cleanser

and sponge, scrubbed

the bathroom,

washed the dishes,