TwoOfEverything

~ T M Mulligan

I want the

Intimacy of open

Bathroom doors of

Carrying finished plates

To the sink

Of shared razors

And of latching

Necklaces on long

Necks of fluffing

Your pillow of

Half filled cold

Coffee cups I

Want the joy

Of two of

Everything we have

One of anything

Aches and makes

Me just break