I've been sleeping with the tv on,
because when I wake to pee,
I also need a good laugh. 

My knees are asleep,
along with my needs,
and my heart 
has no idea where it is. 

This railroad apartment
is just a layover,
not love.

Sacramento is good,
but she deserves better
than my bullshit
and boogers. 

Tomorrow I will go
south to the zoo,
and live there with the giraffes.