nervous, waiting
for a very important phone call,
so I do the dishes
and jerk off
to take my mind
off the anticipation.
the call never comes,
but I do,
and after brushing my teeth
I crawl into bed
relaxed which is rare
these eager evenings.
tomorrow's potential
is overwhelming
and anything is possible,
so I try to curate my dreams,
pray for none of her,
prey for fortune telling.
one word keeps
repeating in my noggin,
but I don't want to write
its bosh, its nonsense
that starts with an H
and ends with an OPE.