Is this what I dreamed of
right here right now
alone
in a room
half way through a six-pack
grateful for my solitude
grateful for the half
life
has yet to open
while eager
for the sleep that will follow its completion

is this what i dreamed of
when i wished
you would just leave

leave me alone
with my six-pack
my thoughts
and my opportunity

is this what i dreamed of
when I lay awake
alone
in a room
with six crayons
and a blank sheet
all those lifetimes ago
and contemplated
the picture of you

is this what I’ll dream of
tonight
when the fridge is empty
when my bed is empty
when my arms are empty
and the dream itself
is empty
without you