Your not here

none I can think of

I bought us a pie tonight
A few potatoes
Perhaps some cauliflower

Of course, I forgot your drink
Fanta pop
Will milk do?

I can’t remember whether you are on
Or off, chocolate
And then, which one

Of course you can retire to your room
I’ll watch it down here
Turn the sound down
Is the dog outside ?

What time are you up
Me, 6
I’ll be in for 6
Aren’t the nights getting dark

But your not here
You don’t come much anymore
It’s quiet, it seems, quieter
We have had another letter about the dog again

It’s a big pie to eat on my own