Waiting

Eating sweetened ice
listening to Deng Li Jun.
Pretty and sad,
her voice and my ears,
the darkness between.

I'm wondering if F-- is coming tonight,
or if she'll stay in town.

I've paid my electric and my rent
I've even tidied up the room.

There's no more money in my wallet,
just a bucket on my shelf
that brims with change.

Ice melts, and I think
of all the things I've bought.