lost argument
sore knees bent
on the cat-hair
infested couch
i snot before
the first cup of coffee
listen to the garbage trucks
trying to remember
last night’s argument
with the wife
only remembering
the end
where she sneezed and said
well, aren’t you even
gonna say god bless you?
i take the first sip
on the coffee
hear today’s weather
(92 degrees)
and decide to go
and wake her up
to see if she can enlighten me
on the subject
at hand.
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