making vacation plans

you need a vacation.
you stare longingly at
an island on the cover
of a magazine
as you sit
at the dentist's office,
browsing
national geographic
and bon appetit..
how nice to get away,
to pack a bag
and go
with a pocket full of money,
no phone.
maybe you'll never come
back, find a nice island
girl who
doesn't mind listening
to you, who can make you a cold
drink, rub the tension
out of your neck.
no need to tell anyone,
just lock the door,
catch a cab and be gone.
but first this cleaning,
this x-ray,
and spitting into a Dixie
cup.