Lou and Jay

Lou hasn't slept in sixteen days

He's been stuck in a somber daze

Glassy red eyes stare

At Jay's empty wicker chair

Lou steps out into fog

To the shed he slogs

"We'll never be apart," Jay said

And he beckons Lou to bed

Lou walks with a brisk pace

Through the unoiled gates

Splinters slide in Lou's spine

When he climbs in the cheap pine