These Yearning Arms Poem by Josh Rodriguez

i stayed up all night
drinking and
watching nature
documentaries
on sea turtles
and grizzly bears,

and the screen
flickered against
the dirty, white
wall

in flashes of
blue.

maybe
it could be
that easy.

maybe
we could
realize that
we only
suffuse
over time
for the briefest
of moments,

so you should
stop being so
damned stubborn

and make
your triumphant
return into

this
lonesome
mattress

and

these
yearning
arms.