You are constantly getting lost

             In patchworks of red brick

Your face between the minutes

The waves of a lake

             Lap your eyes ashore

 

I get lost in

             The ceiling of my apartment

Look for things underneath my sheets

             Play solitaire with the night

While I expect you

 

There is no explanation

             For these times in between us

Just as there is no reason

             To find you hiding in my kitchen