HOuSeMatEs 

Improvising my way through a poem I wrote about sexual tension between housemates.
Lyrics:
And I was all alone
And you were all alone too
And still I did nothing
Knowing nothing wouldn’t do
And you got up from your bed
And you were on your way to my room
But then you sat down instead
And your first thought I never knew
So I stared right ahead
At a door I couldn’t move
And replayed all your said
And every laugh we stood to lose
But suddenly I unfroze
And made it out into the hall
Your door was three quarters closed
I found excuses to stall
But nothing interposed
And still you lay there alone
And you unbuttoned your night-clothes
And reached for your phone
We didn’t know how to start
You played at writing a text
I felt my way through the dark
Each step a step to the next
But I was at your door
And took my hand to its side
And smiled at all I saw
And you smiled back through the night
And we were all alone
And we were all alone
And we were alone