Thursday, 29 December 2016
Box set
I haven't watched a film for six months.
I keep saving up things for us to watch
But I can't face them alone
I can't face outside alone
Our private jokes without a home.
You'll never know
if Glenn dies under the dumpster
(he didn't, but...)
You'll never get to see crappy season 7
to find out if Negan is scary.
Well, spoiler alert, he's not.
You never got to finish your book.
Just kidding, you never read a book
You could barely finish a magazine in the loo
Without soaking it through
with the shower head and the curtain
not pulled over quite right.
I miss your soggy magazines
Complaining about overuse of shower gel
Complaining about things I would kill or die to have again
It felt like nothing at the time
But it was a life.
It was right.
Now I'm soaking everything through
And not in a good way.
And our cat on the landing gone, too
And my heart: dead, like the pair of you
Now all that's left is cat hair, crumbs and
Silence
I'm still waiting for the next bit to start.
When’s it gonna start?
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