Xbox

‘You are in the way of the Xbox’

You state, eyes unaverted

As I try to kiss you for the millionth time

I tried this dress on for you

I thought that you would like the way it skims me

You don’t even look.

I’m not as perfect as the pixels

Of the prostitute you drag into a bush

Fuck then kill

But I am as disposable.

I don’t know how I have ended up

Jealous of a block of metal

And plastic

That slides open its drive to receive your disk in the ink of midnight

In and out

Again

While I lie in bed alone

‘I love the Xbox more than you’

You once told me

A joke that you proved to be so true

As you built your fort so tall

Fortnite warrior

An ultimate sniper

But unreachable

‘You are in the way of the Xbox’

You say again

As you stare through me, phantom

In a new dress you’ll never get to see.

Have you ever thought that

Just maybe

That hunk of shit

might be in the way of me.