exhausted
yet wired
back in
the familiar cave

not home

no

she is home
together
we are home

but close enough
compared
to hotel life

fifteen hour day
five of which
spent roaming the airport
dancing down
the escalator
singing i’m scum
loudly
with nothing
better to do

need to decompress
or simply press
my lips to hers

instead
staring at the ceiling
wishing
i could