thinking of the rule
of no beer in the house: he makes
her go outside to drink
on the deck
and come inside to get
warm occassionally
the rule of no more ice in the house
the day cigarettes
just started tasting bad
and I was no longer nervous
in the basement that
smells like dirty feet,
dust bunnies, sour night,
and sounds like kids coming in
late and talking about movies
that are two hour dreams where someone
awakens at the end
laughing