wondering why
04/07/2007 01:52 a.m.
from far away
he comes to me
my eyes as gray and listless
as the sky

cigarette between his lips he
makes pathetic small talk
asking questions
he knows the answers to just so he can
be saying something

silently i am wondering why;

"i thought you despised my company,"
i say, quoting him directly.
"i do," he says with no hesitation.