Jun 07, 2011 22:50
No offense but mildew sheets compromise my grief
there's no cable to tune it out.
I'm selfish that I would rather
pay the ninety dollars to stay in a hotel
even if we can't afford it.
I know your mother closed her eyes
last night
and I should be more thoughtful to
your grief.
But all I can think is... I wish
I were home, in my own bed far away from
the boxes of cologne of your dead
nephew.
No ones been in this room since he passed.
selfish... yes...
I want to run.