In the neat windowsill box
patiently waiting all winter
spring has bugged
a spider in my tub
ants on the counter
mushrooms making way
amidst the aloe

New York City hibernates
more than most
limited life lost
streets darkened early
making hesitant hermits
hate each other more
and themselves most

but spring creeps
suddenly there
aloe must greet mushroom
new ideas abound
and your apartments grow hot
forced hellos happen

still spraying Raid
I am secretly thankful.