i feel like im constantly fighting

and i dont wanna fight.

heres what i wanna do.

i wanna wake up without an alarm. i wanna roll over and someone who loves me is there snoozing away.

i wanna cook her breakfast and then feed the cats.

then i wanna go outside and get the paper and spit in the street.

i want the security guard to say xyz pdq

i want the birds to say its noon and your plant based bacon is burning

i want the weed man to say you didnt order this but we love you, here

i want the mailman to say yours is my favorite block and here are those things you forgot you ordered.

i wanna hear the most beautiful music wafting from a half cracked window up the block

i want the sun to shine on my bald head and say hi tony hi.

and when i get to the kitchen i want her to ask

dont you want some grits?

and then open her robe.

getting the exact reaction from the mailman youd expect.

so no, i dont wanna fight.