so what is it today?

i find

her in the dark room

on the floor,

rocking

back and forth,

mumbling incoherently,

arms

around herself,

legs

bundled up like

long thin

cords.

her eyes smeared

with black,

her lips trembling.

her vibrating

beside her.

i turn the light on

and ask,

so what is it today?

should i set the table

for two,

or no, just me again?