early in the game

as i sit

in the tub of hot water,

shaving

in the dark.

dragging the razor across

my face,

i listen to the newlyweds

next door.

our mutual vents provide

such interesting

conversations.

i haven't heard a single

cross word yet.

but it's early in the game

and

they're still in love.

i hear her voice,

sweet but loud, honey,

do you need a towel.

can i scrub your back?

there's shampoo

and soap

on the rack.

i laid out a mat for you

when you get out.

i smile as i continue

shaving,

being careful not to nick

my chin,

my last tenant here

hated when

i let blood drip on anything.