Irene

I’m laying down

tonight,

alone in my room

drinking the

cheapest bottle

I can afford

with the records

spinning for me

& I can’t believe

you aren’t here

listening to

Stevie Nicks

because we both thought

she sounded

the best at this time of year

& you are not

around the corner

or alive

someplace

tonight

& you are,

of course,

or you very well

might be

alive in another

universe

then the lights flicker

around my

bed

& I have chills

& I know

you are here

now

Tonight.