For Matthew, After a Movie

I’ve been trying to
watch children walk
lately, to see exactly
what you meant
by that

my lover is somewhere
out in this city
I never know anything
about what he does
anymore
and he knows
very little about me

you know my
hand is shaking
and I go back and
forth between crying
and euphoria and
my skin itches a little

to help me through
withdrawl symptoms
you tell me
you will let little lola
starve in horrible
agony
and you tell me how
I’m behaving like
your wife

I should tell you about
cohen, but I won’t
because you finally
admitted that all
the people I’ve screwed
doesn’t make you
laugh anymore