I want to breathe dirty
cigarette lungs
into the bed grime you say it
is time to bless the sheets
with renewal so we spin
around the laundromat
hand-in-hand do-si-do
though strangers stare
hard monosyllabic
menace to shoe-
dirt joining dust
on the sweaty
floor sex stomps
one body over another
until detergent
soaks threadbare
fabric
(originally published in HeadStuff, Spring 2020)