thin set

weary he says, all thumb control
and chill. we can do better. he wastes
into skinnier jeans and skinnier, left eye
closes halfway stoned. there's a roach
in the room he says, bed stripped , pillows
piled. i want to go to sleep but
there's a roach in the room. netflix zombies
groan in the background. you could move
the bed or hey he says
i got this. wearily.