Thermodynamic Companion
By Peter Scott
I dump the clothes
On the floor
Leave the dishes
Don't bother the dust rag
Quietly resting in its place
Forget to shave
Won't eat but pasta and cheese
Then again
Only after the cake
Choosing not to live
In a state of constant fear
Worry of the unknown
Instead I rest in bed
And turn my head
Noticing there are eyes on me
Startled at first
Her outcropping of blonde hair reminds me of another
However I see
That she loves me
All is right again
I put my arms around her
Kiss her tightly
Content to never digress
Give her my best
Cherishing her in this moment of life.
