Speak Slowly but Surely

leaning over, I can smell your breath

and I don’t want to be rude, though I must insist

on some holistic form of roborant,

mixed in with part ginger, maybe some tumeric, some clove cigarettes, you know,

the ones they banned back when we in college, so we bought out the store,

cause we thought we’d be smoking forever,

that we’d live forever,

that we’d be together forever,

and here we are, still attached after how many years,

I forgot,

no, genuinely, I can’t seem to recall,

though is that a bad or good thing,

to count down or up, lateral, then vertical,

go long, further out and jackknife into the pool until it’s crystal clear-clean up on

aisle whatsit or whathaveyou, just don’t say my name

until you brush your teeth