dog breath on my back,
beer breath on her chest,
we were a family
inside that small
no room apartment
we provided the electric
and the garbage
just paid for the
four walls and a
bathroom that stank
like dead squirrels in
a rain trough
she’d play with her hair when
the future was up in the air,
or the dog farted
parting our
three way conversation
in the morning
but that’s what family
does, so they say
dog breath in the morning,
and then the two of us
snoring.
