Cartoony barleywine bottles. Drinking
Bigfoot Ale with Lisa brought me home in a flash after weeks in
Between. She’s synching Norah Jones and Suzanne Vega with her morning bath and
My morning coffee.

I don’t answer the telephone the other Lisa who leaves her number three times
“That’s my message to you,” she says.
The bath tub’s plug is pulled.

What’s this song that keeps saying “…last year’s troubles…”?

A hammer had been pounding. We woke up in strokes.
After a shower before bed to wash the blood off
“See? It still works.
I didn’t break it.” As if it was a punch line.