and we never speak of random thoughts

I'll wait to read
what you wish
you could say
because seemingly,
it's better than talking.

Gingerly, I step
onto the street,
brush myself off.

I walk around the
front of this room
while all the while
you're in the back
of my mind.

and I can't help
my disgust for you
while you're so pleased
by my disgust.

and it pulls me closer
closer to the edge of
the middle of nowhere
closer to resolutions
far from resolved.

and in my mind,
i'm disgusted
and you're 5 and pleased.

gingerly, i step
into the room
take my clothes off.