you know what we haven't had
in ages
I tell my wife, as she stands
at the stove
in her big girl underwear.
legs unshaven for two weeks.
what she says, using
a big wooden spoon to stir
a pot of pork and beans.
she looks at me as I trim my
toe nails
at the coffee table.
what?
jello, I tell her.
jello with fruit in it
and whipped
cream on top.
you're right she says.
why don't you
run up to the store
without your mask on and get
us some.
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