My other half died last night

[nodozdealer]

There in the men’s room,
I ran into him,
Once optimistic and loving
now
Shaking and dirty.
Wreaking of urine.
He stood at the sink,
Without words we hugged
And he kissed me.
Trying to speak
He could only murmur.
I found myself,
absent mindedly,
holding his hand
His flesh was frozen
From a lack of blood.
I told him I would see him in the lobby
And I went to pee.
Zip, dangle, piss, shake, dangle, zip
And he was nowhere to be seen.