tey kehr

I don't drink coffee like I used to. 

I make a cup and let it get cold till undesirable. 

I purchase a cup and let it get cold till undesirable. 

There's a cold cup in front of me now, but it's not quite entirely undesirable yet. 

Fiddling with my left thumb and a damn dog bite. 

Like a black hole staring at me. 

I've had a small handful of cravings lately; both  excruciating and bearable. 

Sweet songs on repeat. 

Sweet words on repeat. 

I know I'd never stared that much before. 

Might've gotten married. 

I've a wife. 

And a kid.

And a house. 

And a life I skipped into.