below my back
window,

clothed in
the vinyl
green of spring,

young girls
yell and
clap

throwing stones
at brightly
colored geometries
chalked
onto the
asphalt of
the schoolyard.

it's uncertain
whether or not
Heisenberg
might have been
here,

but it is
with unfortunate
certainty that
i am
here now!

you and i
were just further
proof of the
second law of
thermodynamics

the best part
of being with you
were those nights you
rolled towards me
and your hand
glanced against
my leg.

the worst part
were those
nights that you
didn’t.

my girlfriend
is doing sit-ups
on the living
room floor.

she’s working on
a six-pack for
her stomach.

counting out loud:

24...25...26...

i’m sitting on the couch,
working on a
six-pack
of my own.

also for
my stomach.

counting out loud:

2...3...4...

this is what i like:

chilling at a
bar
with some
good friends

sitting in the corner

good music
trebling from the
speakers

with
a pint of
Guinness in
my stomach

and
a second one
on the way.