groggy
from a night out with betty,
i trip on a turkey
bone.
a plate of food,
a half filled glass of
chardonnay.
what went on here last
night while
i was out
and away?
dishes are in the sink,
candles still lit,
in a puddle of wax.
there's a record on the
turntable still going around.
there's lingerie spinning
on the fan.
i should have stayed
home.
i missed all the fun.
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