Without Your Light By Casey Vaverka
Without your light I go looking for him.
I’m not faithful to
You, but you don’t mind. We have that agreement. That.
Sex is supposed to be fun.
I know that.
He knows that too.
He wants nobody all to himself.
And I know,
I know he doesn’t. There’s another thing I know.
He’s into it with you, too.
Sees you behind my back. You two do different things.
We two do different things.
And I get jealous. Your face is brighter than either of ours in our dim human bed. Your skin looks like we want it to. When you’re not there I go looking for him. Thinks of you.
During, I think he
So do I.
Don’t think he likes me looking at him, and he looks away. When you’re turned off or when you crash, He looks for me too.