The first line is from a phone call in a parking lot.
It was the bleach,
went everywhere.
My new jeans,
ruined. Your purple
shirt, holes. I didn’t
get home soon enough,
the kitchen floor will
need resurfacing.
Don’t worry about
the holes, makes the
wood look authentic.
The vet says the cat
will get her sight back,
but the dog will need to
wear the shoes for a
while yet . I know it’s
crazy, who knew bleach
explodes? By the way
did you unplug the
toaster? Lock the car?
How about the little
salt lamp on the altar?
No, I’m fine. Everything’s
fine now…right? Really,
I’m good, this is a good day.
We’re all just fine.
Have you seen my pills?
Ziji Salaam
9/04/09
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