With you going off
on your little disappearing act
I have a chance of my own
to take a break,
to review, reconsider
and to revise my life
as necessary.

With more time to myself
I may just be able
to get things done:
minor things
like finishing the dishes
and the novel
but also major ones
like getting the damnable monkey off my back.

In isolation
I can rest
and reorganize
and free myself
from the addictions that enslave me.
In my home
alone, I can go cold turkey
on wild turkey and Cheetos
and. with the time afforded me,
I will be able to detox
and get you out of my system.

I’ll get clean
then go back downtown
so I can clean up.
With you no longer defining me
in no time I’m sure
I will find some other kind of
trouble to get myself into.
In the time that you’re gone
another thing
will become my mistress
and I will be done with you.

Ha.
As if.
Like this terminal addiction
I have for you
could be sated by anything
or anyone else.
Like there is an amount of time apart
that could grant me the strength
to quit you.