Friday July 20, 2018
The Spiral Staircase
I try to cut you loose but then you show up when I’m least expecting.
Today you’re in my jaw. Asshole. It’s already tight.
There isn’t enough space for you! I try…
I use the heel of my hands and massage where you are, hoping I’ll squeeze you out like toothpaste – slow and gunky.
You hold on.
You always were stubborn.
The last time I saw you was when I was going down and you were coming up at Bathurst station.
“SHIT!” You said.
“Hi.” I said.
“I thought you lived in Vancouver?”
“I do. I’m just visiting.”
“Want to grab a coffee?”
“I, um, I… I can’t. I’m meeting a friend.”
“I’m a friend.”
“I’m just teasing you.”