used to use a white board
and a pointer
to nag me.
she'd set up
a podium
and clip a microphone
to her blouse.
she'd make diagrams of where
my shoes
were left,
or the rings
on the coffee table from
a mug i left behind.
she'd hold up pictures
of the bathroom,
the seat up,
beard follicles
in the sink.
she'd point to the kitchen
on the board
and describe
the trash that wasn't taken
out to the curb,
or the Chinese food containers
sitting in the fridge
for two weeks.
i believe, she'd say showing
the photographs
of the soles of
my shoes, that
those are your muddy
footprints on
the hallway floor.
she missed her calling.
she easily
could have been a CEO,
or a chairman
of the board.
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