the big night

you make yourself a white
Russian
and put on your silk robe.
you are living large
as you slip into your slippers
and find your pipe.
you don't smoke, but you
like pretending that you do
on nights like this.
you go to the window
and see the lady next door
walking her dog.
you wave, she walks faster
and shakes her head.
it's Friday.
maybe something is on tv.
something that you
haven't seen.
you count out some bills
for the Chinese delivery guy.
no msg you told them on
the phone. spring rolls,
two tonight and some
duck. it's a that kind of
night. a night to splurge
and go wild. extra pancakes
and plum sauce, please.
you drop a cherry into
your drink, and laugh.
you sit back on your leather
sectional couch
and find the remote.
it's a wonderful life.