Text Messages

It’s 3:09 and my eye starts twitching

You’ve been distant

You love me or not?

I’m speaking in 3 dimensions

I have to ask you today yesterday and tomorrow

I like ice in my drinks

Today we enjoyed laughter

Pour me another

Yesterday you met him

This is when it cuts deeper

Tomorrow you have a plan to do secret favors

I hope you got a band-aid.

It’s 3:42 and I’m bloody

You’ve been distant

You love me or not?

I’m speaking in 3 dimensions

I have to ask you morning afternoon and night

Roll me one

Morning is boring I’m laying on my side

Roll me another

Afternoon you left the room

Lighting up both at the same time

Night you’re holding tight to his might

I’m in our bedroom blowing dust.

It’s 4:18 and I’m shaking

You’ve been distant

You love me or not?

I’m speaking in 3 dimensions

I have to ask you past present and future

Old mushrooms tide in a ziplock bag

Past we made love

I guess I’ll eat one

Present you’re not present

I guess I’ll have another

Future is torture stuck in mockery

My body on the floor

It’s 4:30 and I finally put your phone down

You are nothing like your text messages.