I’m sitting with the
dog on the kitchen floor
the walls in this house
are sand timers
slow moving honey
it stops for a second
as I look at the reflection
of me and the dog
in the background is
yelling, screaming,
singing out of joy
it’s hard to tell
but its heavy and delusional
moans and groans
a heavy head
a heavy chest through
the wall
paralysis on both ends
lines …I’ll make lines
and pretend
that I’m showering
lines and
we both pretend he’s showering
make lines
tie the belt real tight
the shower water is running
