Idea for an afternoon outing: wait
until you are in a weepy mood.
Take your car to a picturesque setting
or scenic overlook. Something
with waterfowl is best. Park.
Wish you had something to feed the ducks.
Dial your phone. Call your ex-love and confess
every jealous thought. Be sure to clearly
convey your agony; sniffle a lot.
Insult his girlfriend.
Hang up.
Chew breath mints and drive
to your childhood neighborhood. Sob
at the sight of your old house
wrapped in Tyvek, skateboard ramps
and broken scooters on the lawn.
Blink hard and turn up the stereo.
Pull into the supermarket parking lot
to buy crackers
and make friends with seagulls.
2 comments:
This is all poetry, Star - thank you.
Thanks. That's, you know, kind of what I was going for. :)
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