Monday, June 26, 2017

take a breath

it was nice of you to call,
but I have to go now.
I have a cake in the oven
and someone's at the door.
the dog is barking
and a call is coming
in on the other line.
can you finish your story
later, later like when
I have three free hours
to listen?
hello, hello. take
a breath and stop
talking for one second.
there's a wild raccoon
in my kitchen trying to bite
me. let me call you back.
what? no, I can't believe
your mother said that either.
hold on, let me open another
bottle of wine
and get my ear plugs.

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