Monday, 11 October 2010

She Did/Did She

My dog Argus sniffs and snuffs
Upstairs by this thin door

She can't believe I don't have curtains
And we keep the window open

Hearing my name being called

Bear and drunk
Constant in a goal
We squeak bedsprings
As my maternal figure

Smokes asleep
As if there was someone

Paying tame regard
To soap

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