sometimes

sometimes its sick to your stomach,

counting ceiling tiles,

stars,

seconds.

sometimes he hurries out.

he buttons his jacket and

he washes his hands and

says he has a meeting

or a sick mother

or an early morning

or

do you have a towel?

sometimes he wont leave.

the smell of cigarettes clings

to the mattress and you

stick your nose in but know

you cant keep him.