if i’m falling out
on the couch
& see the doorknob
twist then twist back
i’ll trip over my legs
to unbolt the lock
i’ll hug u
& not say a word
i’ll hold ur hand on the way to the kitchen
i’ll climb on top of the counter
u’ll say ur sick & it hurts
& ur sick and ur done
& i’ll hand you the suboxen
on top of the cupboards
right where u left it
the last time u came home
Josh Boot