The Loves of My Life
Strangers wander about outside my window glass (gift daydreams to hurry along my time clocked in)
Roomie erupts into our pod post-trek home (every 4:57pm, I – a dog – wonder at her return)
Dad scribbles out his end of week “thought you’d get a kick out of” list (always squints to read on call)
Partner hoists arms to let me settle on their chest before sleep (I regale, they smile, I quiet, they breathe)
Me, myself, I pick how to spend each second (growing weeping willow, who will sway or stay?)
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