— after W.C. Williams
If you are reading this, then
I’ll assume your liver didn’t explode.
I just want you to know, before
you flabbered off and
spat on your wife, I left
your wallet and keys, some
loose change (37 cents)
in the lotus bowl
on the table by the kitchen door.
And by the way, if you need to know,
your socks are clean, folded.
Sweet and Bitter Greens 