maybe tomorrow

I stare at all the frozen

food
in my freezer

and wonder, is this the day
I take it out

set it in the sink
and defrost it.

maybe even cook it,
eat it.

no.
I've become attached to it.
why

let go now.
it's there. it's useless
at the moment

but I have it
safe

and secure in the ice box.
maybe tomorrow,

she'll come around.