My black shirt accrues
a layer of lost cat hair–
we make a snowman
***
You want to smoke when
the baby’s asleep–tuck doors
and step like heart beats
***
Do you remember
not thinking about yourself
and walking upright
My black shirt accrues
a layer of lost cat hair–
we make a snowman
***
You want to smoke when
the baby’s asleep–tuck doors
and step like heart beats
***
Do you remember
not thinking about yourself
and walking upright