golf nut

he tells me he plays

golf

three times a week, which

explains why

he's so angry

all the time and gaining weight.

it's my back swing

he says, i can't

push off on my left

foot like used to

since i dropped a can

of beer on it once.

i did fine on the front

nine, yesterday,

but then the wind picked

up and i was shanking

drives all over the place.

hit a duck on twelve

which actually was a good

thing, because it kept

my ball on the fairway.

quietly i close my eyes

and fall into a deep sleep

until he nudges me with

his putter that he carries

with him everywhere.