oops! i’m supposed to WRITE a poem a day, not just post one. well, here we go, raw and quick:
later than you’d think
i arrested it
but it all just got too … you know …
so i had to put an end to it.
like one of those big guys i showed up at the door
with the rubber hose
and arrested it.
some of the damage had been done
but there were these donuts, see,
that had grown in anna’s oven
and i just couldn’t stop myself
over the years i’d come to, you know, really –
anyways, that’s why i was late