Running in the Background

I've got 15 apps open
23 open tabs
3 jobs on the go
Checking Instagram, book face, emails, news weather, take a picture edit phonecallvoicemailmessagebatterydyingyoutubebluetoothbackspacecopypastenotepad

Cooking dinner, disciplining and writing to you.

Fathering, bothering, fielding complaints changing diapers and walking dogs coldwindearlymorningparapetwrappingblueskinfrozencoldwindsnowblind

Exhausted and it's only Tuesday, sore feet soreheadsorryforwhativesaidsoartotheoventakeoutthechickenparmesan...

This is all broken, disjointed, headspunletitcoolonedayillofferyousomethingbettertonightjust...sorry

I think we're alone now, that was close, come in out of the rain, the humidity makes you look frizzled.

You're forcing yourself, I see it, cohering yourself to a quick response, bending to my whim. Is it raining where you are? Raindrops on your mind, slowly finding there way through summer clothes making you October cold.

I'm just blowing the ember, how quickly the fires fade when left to there own devices, said no camp ranger ever.

Stop questioning it, don't question it, don't box it in logic, don't crush it in formula. Don't dissect it, let it breathe and react naturally. Dammit don't force it but don't stop.

Are we just what we have made the other to be, schrodingered until the next reply? A thread stitched so dizzyingly, across an ever broader spectrum of time and space.

Do you believe everything I tell you?

Wait, what?

Do you take everything I say as the honest to goodness truth?

I do, I've been honest with you and would hope you've returned the courtesy to me.

Good. Good.