The Crossover

The main reason I can’t sleep

is not because

of the game tomorrow tonight,

is not because

the stubble on my head feels

like bugs are break dancing on it,

is not even because I’m worried about Dad.

The main reason

I can’t sleep tonight

is because

Jordan is on the phone

with Miss Sweet Tea

and between the giggling

and the breathing

he tells her

how much she’s

the apple of

his eye

and that he wants

to peel her

and get under her skin

and give me a break.

I’m still hungry

and right about now

I wish I had

an apple

of my own.