despite forgetting my wallet this morning.
I am evaluated. My beard gets points
but I get ribbed for not wearing neckties.
Another noose on my shoulder. This dance
takes a downward turn, my favorite spot on
Central Square. Something called creativity
but I didn’t answer the phone. 40 pounds of
Caesar salad. High rankings. I can’t even
remember what I am doing. This
salad’s probably not the best thing for me.
Home. He’s sound asleep
clutching his stuffed gorilla
with an open smile on his face. 12:52.
