Today I’ll be cleaning my apartment
and emptying my fridge
and doing the last of the dishes that have piled up
over the course of what has turned out to be a very long year
And tonight we’ll go get dinner
at the place off the side of the highway
with the billboard that only says “RESTAURANT”
and then I’ll drop her off back home
And tomorrow I’ll be headed home for Christmas
driving six hours straight by myself
and walking into a place where the fridge is never empty
and the dishwasher actually works
But I’m gonna come back in January
and my apartment will still get dirty
and dishes will still pile up
but she won’t be here anymore
and she might never be again
Title taken from Kurt Halsey's Poetry of a Sinking Ship