she asks,
as we both lie back in bed
smoking
cigarettes,
what should we name
our baby?
i blow a smoke ring up
towards
the ceiling fan,
rapidly blinking
my eyes,
and pull the sheets up
to my neck.
hmm.
i don't know.
don't you have to leave soon?
are all of your
cats okay alone?
yes, they're fine.
by the way i ask, how
by the way i ask, how
old are you?
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