Screen

You were a fool

to think this vapid consolation

of a night before a screen

would satisfy the animal 

desire in my heart.

I needed to run, to breath,

I needed to feel life in my rushing blood.

But these false convictions and desires, 

met by a mutual apathy

take my desire to see stars

and replace them with a screen.

And we can sit and stare together, 

or I can sit and stare alone.

It really makes no difference

and it's so very sad,

because I always thought

you would let me be the one

to show you something new.

The stars are falling out of my eyes, 

each time you cast yours away.