Visiting a friend

				Ours is a some time
				that begins 
				with a text or a call.

				It was my call
				that put the spins
				inside me & the skips
				to my rhyme.

				Yes, I was writing poetry,
		    in fact, a poem about you
		    on the weekend.
				I asked if Tuesday

				or Wednesday
				we might spend
				time doing what we do,
				& yes, you said, we

				I arrive.
				You are in your favorite
				robe-- your hair a mess.

				got to get ready. Would

				you forgive us? My son
				& I watched scary movies 
				until three this morning
		   & we overslept.

				I dreamed a provocative dream last  night.