Nothing Is Ever Quite As Bad As

Dreams: The Place Most Of Us Get What We Need.

The Year I Began To Say Vahz Instead Of Vase, A Man I Barely Knew Nearly Accidentally Killed Me.

I Thought, My Love Is So Good, Why Isn't It Calling The Same Thing Back.

For Peace Of Mind, I Will Lie About Any Thing At Any Time.

Then The Children Went To Bed, Or At Least Went Upstairs, And The Men Joined The Women For A Cigarette On The Porch, Absently Picking Ticks Engorged Like Grapes Off The Sleeping Dogs. And When The Men Kissed The Women Good Night, And Their Weekend Whiskers Scratched The Women's Cheeks, The Women Did Not Think Shave, They Thought Stay.