the whole world
rested on the nape of my neck.
Hung down below my throat.
On top of my belly like a tie.
Shirt tucked into pants and belt pulled
just tight enough to cut off a bit of circulation.
Hair pulled back. Laces knotted. Hot coffee.
In the hallway almost stained khaki pants
creamy black. A woman leg out in the bed.
Dog saw me stir. Feel her hot breath.
Baby up on all fours in the crib.
Squeeze her hand.
And I am gone.