When You've Lost All Your Looks

That table seemed to shrink
with each passing word
that fell on our plates and became our dinner.
You called it "soul food" or something to that effect.
But I'm told it's everything I man should want
and the scene is perfect for what we have,
but I'm content with not moving.

Vacation

I could be with anyone
and that's just something I say now
as I meet each window
talking about the ocean.
"It's freezing there! It's a waste of time! It's gorgeous, though."