i ink it’s time you found another reason 

to stay for a while

just a while, just a while, just a while

i’d say maybe i don’t care what it is

but that’s bullshit, i know it

we’re very shrewd with our reasons, you and i

especially these days 

it takes a lot to convince us it’s worth it 

you moreso than me!

(this is where the dinner party guests would laugh

if i could host a dinner party with my depression) 

full skirt, half apron, painted lips

and a silent breakdown in the kitchen.

i can still hear my guests in the next room over

my depression’s telling jokes, making them roll with laughter 

until she comes back to find me

where i’m hiding in the pantry

so she can evil-eye me til i fall apart

kick me further into the closet 

put another year of my life into her chic clutch purse

right next to the last five 

and drive away. 

i even miss her when she’s gone