yes, I am a bad cuddler

i understand the tears,
you’re going to miss me
but
we’ve got dinner on the stove

hugging
arms wrapped
bare-legged
in the kitchen
face buried in my chest

caught in your web,
flailing at the counter
reaching for a spatula

i’ll miss you too
this just
seems like a waste
of a perfectly good
piece
of meat

© Emerys Watchel, 2016 All rights reserved.

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