I had a week to wait between rooms
& my friend wanting to help said
come sit with me in the truck
& there we were doing nights
roaming the empty country
out the door at ten pm running until six of dawn
back to his for seven
I’d take a walk do some thinking
sleep on a bench
do anything fill the hours
& he said this can’t go on come sleep on the floor
but
I’d see her face as she saw mine
knew it would only be a matter of time
I had three days there getting the needed rest
until I knew what was coming
I know it’s hard friend but I thinks it’s for the best
if you go back to the bench
she’s starting to fret upsetting my calm
& thankfully there was
just one more night sitting in the dark
then I could move into my new rooms
put the whole thing down to adventure
get some hard-won sleep
