tonight, I came home
to my new home
and made a steak dinner
by myself for myself.
I did the steak just right
with the perfect amount of salt and pepper,
butter and garlic,
flipping it every two minutes.
I turned off the music,
I sat down in silence
and ate,
joyously.
then I downed some whiskey,
went to the bathroom
and removed the stitches from my belly
where I was stabbed.
I pulled with tweezers
and cut with tiny scissors;
I bled and drank a beer.
Neosporin and a Scooby Doo band-aid.
then I sat on the couch, my couch,
and ate a chocolate chip cookie,
finished watching a film on Netflix,
then went to sleep in loud NYC heaven.