LIVING TOGETHER

The river is melting our neighbor Jen watches from her rope chair

her facebook friends don’t believe in global warming

but look at that river she says and she’s right the oily pink

is breathtaking the crows are rioting her cigarette’s still long

after talking about cops I rush upstairs to try and remember

everything that’s good and everything that’s bad

hashtaggratitude you said when you crashed into bed last night

I had already been there for a while more morose than I’d like

to admit but the river is distracting it is deep and full of secrets

what did we do all year long

we got sunstroke on the deck we ate dinner

sometimes in silence we woke up startled we raced each other

to the kettle the shower we fought and we fought

and made a million contracts

we marveled at the mustard colored sediment that collects

beneath the cushions and laughed about the things

that matter least and most