4:40 A.M

4:40 A.M,
Lying beside
my ex-roomie
(I now live alone)...

Whiskey in
our bellies...
and I,
chasing sleep
(Ne'er coming
like an elusive lover...
yet to be kissed)...

My landlord's
water pump
hums
in the background...

Water drips,
counting the seconds
passing by...

My dick feels spent,
after five, of a day's orgasms..
And yet,
in my soul,
a hole so big...
where there
should have been you...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(19/4/2008)