Last night I slept alone, and by "alone"
I mean that you did not appear, despite
My tries to conjure you. My first attempt
Was near the window, when I commented
Aloud that only lonely men should stand
Alone at windows. Proud, I stepped away.
My second try was in the frown I gave –
A disapproving frown minority
Politicians would have traded votes for –
To the anti-marriage poster on the wall.
Then third I fluffed your pillow, and rather than
Taking the whole bed, I kept to my side
Lest I kick you, or you me, from bad dreams.
Then finally, in the morning when the sound
Of morning chimes came from my phone I leapt
To turn them off, lest they disturb you as