Calculated [a Haiku].

I steal you from her;

push your buttons with my lips,

reprogram your heart.

Dark place.

I haven’t flossed in a while,

I tear the bills out of their envelopes

And leave them all over the apartment

Snarling at me in toothy stacks.

A piece of soggy dog food floats in the bowl,

I think

It’s time to get out of here.