He looks at me with scorn
and I’m inclined to blurt out
that I’ve been up all morning
writing poems. The apart
ment was messy and I was
afraid to look my paycheck
in the eye. We watched
episodes of Everybody Loves
Raymond before retiring to
the bathroom. What else?
Already four days into the
new year and a Christmas
present arrives: a case of
Peter Pan peanut butter.
