We sniffle
I press my face into
milky white tissues
The sterile ceremony
a fluttering pile
towers toward the ceiling
Meanwhile she rubs her face
across every patch
of carpet
Dirt and fuzz
cling to her sticky nose
for a free ride
We sneeze
I sigh in misery
feet dragging
She licks my face
sharing dusty kisses
just glad to be home
The Well 