My ex husband joined me for a beer
to wish me luck and christmas cheer.
My very first with neither child
No pretty tree with presents piled.
I wipe the tears out of my eye
and roll a smoke to lift me high.
Having a beer with my X-husband.
The father of my daughters.
The knot we tied is far behind us.
The spark is long gone.
Friendship is delicate,
but as our creation beams up at us
with a smile, more precious than gold…
Our efforts double
determined to get along like houses on fire
for our beloved offspring.
and watching porn,
across my bed,
and getting horny,
and getting off,
Turn the light off
and snuggle down,
I miss you.
I’m high as a kite and can’t stay on track.
There’s so much I could be doing, and I’m trying to do it all…
A trail of mess behind me.
The fire is roaring, and I’m shedding more and more clothes.
The view is great from up here on the ceiling…
Bouncing around in circles, floating, flying, twirling.
Eyes watching me from the wall.
Mary-Jane calls me to sit down with her, to sit and twist…
I would be rude not to.
And would I like fries with my order?
Why yes, yes I would.