polyjoys #2: Group Meeting

 

Group meeting,
she said -

Hell yes, let’s talk -

For half a moment my sore stomach dropped -

Until she started to complain.

Why the hell are the pots
a foot above her head?
WHO DID THIS.
Who took all the sense
out of the placement of the dishes??

I said,
Don’t look at me, dude,
I’m two inches taller than you.
Look at our six-foot-something boyfriend for your answers…

And by the way, those dishes? -
I just do ‘em, bitches,
and I don’t live here (yet)
so you get what you get -

a pile, a castle, of plastic and plates and handles.

People in houses
who don’t do their dishes
shouldn’t throw…
Bowls.

Next time I’m there
we’re having another group meeting
about where it all goes.