the order was made before my foot passed the door
a buzz on my phone
i set the oven to 200c
and roll
a ding and the pizza goes in
for her, frozen vegetables
with frozen seafood on top
heated in the pan
fingers wet with resin fumble the fire
put to the end of the spliff between my lips
she'll be here in five but prefers it lit
and another ding so out comes the pizza
goat's cheese, honey and walnut
the bastard son
i'm already stoned by the time she gets in
but she doesn't care, dumping her bag, moving past me to the window and toking
i roll the pizza slicer across the board in three swift movements
clip art pizza
practiced daily
making six from one
barely a word is said between us
as we float on the sweet ethers
no i love yous
and no how are yous or how was your days
we know the answers to those questions
we just sit in our daze and eat tv dinners
alone in our ten-floor tower
us against the world