don't tell me the rest

my father

orders two more bottles of baby

oil.

he has a new

girlfriend.

he's 94,

she's 86.

an old flame from the 70's.

he saw in the obituaries

that her husband

had passed away.

so he gave it a shot.

i don't ask about the baby oil.

wednesdays

and sundays

is there schedule.

she brings a cake

and wine.

the rest i don't want to know

about.