venus in retrograde

By Kennedy Coyne


she tells me

venus is in retrograde

we pour our coffee

at different times

i’m not sure

what she puts in hers

everyday

 

routines

wake up

brewing

force myself

out of bed

my bed.

        force me

        up

 

she asks me:

come over(?)

it must be venus

goddess of love

no—not tonight

 

pick me up

anyway and pour

me wine

you’ll like this

you’ll really like

this

 

no couch

two chairs

smooch(sh)ed together

close not

            close

enough.

 

and when I reach

my arm over

hit the arm

the chair

not her

touch her—

but

if

venus is in retrograde

tonight

why am I drinking

my coffee black

and why don’t I

know

what she puts in

hers