22 October 2019

midnight in october 

and the heat kicks on again, 

awakening that imperturbable 

furnace monster, O source of 

autumnal insomnia.

socks foregone and stairs 

ascended i click the thermostat off, 

leaving the boys (asleep above me) 

to the unconscious embrace of 

second-story elements.

two kitchen chairs 

out of place, turned in to face 

each other: there was laughter here, 

you know it, and maybe 

also some sadness as those two are 

unlikely comrades lately and i 

leave them be

turned in like that,

comfortable in this cold house

and the in-between.