Ptooie

I forgot my gum
Until he nudged me
Awake at dawn,
Whispering for me to
Spit it into his hand.
I muttered ptooie,
Spitting the embryo
Into his fist.
The faint,
Sticky sound of him
Smushing it onto the
Coffee table.

He laughed and said
I chewed it
All night
As I dreamed.