blogpoem

i did my laundry again today,
finally washing my sheets.
there really isn’t anything better in the world
than laying on clean sheets,

except maybe time-out [chicken]
where i ended up
for the second night in a row
at 1:30 in the morning

as the bars were letting out.
we were desperately in need
of pork bbq, fried chicken
mac and cheese, corn, mashed potatoes and gravy,