Annoying you again as we sit on the couch.
You demanding attention
and I absorbed, wiper it aside.
And now you're busy and dutiful
and I coud be the same
yet here I am beside you- doing just the same.
And gridlocked and traffic'd
on time we can't agree on.
Red lighted and stop signed
on getting along.
But go our ways
and give us our time
and departed
and arrived
we'll find us our time.
To be together
when the playing is done
and we'll roll up the windows
so our fog will conceal us.
And we'll pretend we're in Titanic
and the police might come stare.
And share in the popcorn
of our show of no care.
And we'll get to our moment
when we sit on the couch
and we'll get annoyed till the next time
that we get stopped in this house.
-Matthew Koutzun
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