Life As We Know It

Sleep Sheets Bed Sex Feet Erotism In Love Toes
Sleep Sheets Bed Sex Feet Erotism In Love Toes

The lone dog outside our house
Sleeps oblivious to cars driving by

And a street lamp, like a tungsten moon,
Glows from her vantage point

While pedestrians walk by, not knowing
What is happening in our home,

While my wife and me, seated on a 8 by 7 feet bed,
Await, oblivious to passers-by, a lone dog,

And to a streak of energy that is building up
Inside us, that pledges to make the benign, malignant.

And unlike dogs, we don’t sniff each others bottoms,
We make a pact with our goldfish lips,

A pact that tells “you are invited” to a flesh,
To a tradition of the marriage bed

That can only make funny noises,
And still calls it, a musical score.