COUGH AND CALL ME BABY

BY SCOTT THOMAS OUTLAR

First day in a new habitat
alone
but surrounded on all sides

One more cigarette burn
on my lung tissue scars

Kill switch cool gauge
overdrive inhalation

I don’t miss you
on days like this
but I do wonder
who I am
and what I’ve become

Something is amiss
and you don’t call me lover
anymore

Coffee with rum
to break the fast
at 2 p.m. on the front porch
where dad used to give
some of his best advice

I could use a slice
of humble pie
right now
when pride is ready to goeth
before the fall

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