Lobsters on the Kitchen Floor

Let’s grow up together,
You and I.
Cram an apartment full of cats and books.
A litany of wines and fights.
Aborted library cookbook meals.
Mismatched socks and sex after resumé anxiety.

Let’s grow up together
And make peace with our abilities.
Let’s paint the bathroom and resent the color.
Ruin a drywall hanging homemade art
And sleep through a December storm.

Let’s grow up together
And forget to pay the rent.
Dine out on paydays,
Close a bar together and walk
Home like the cover of a Dylan album.
Let’s find a coffee we both can stomach.

Let’s grow up together
And worry about growing old
Later.