A day in the life of …..

Jan. 20th

Wiping the

stickly sweat

from my handsome brow,

I kicked the cat

across the room

and took a sup of tea.

I sat down

and planned my weekly

abortion schedule

then sent a check

for my new lambskin gloves

to Stanley

who runs my growing

funeral parlour.

I called my neighbor

with the fridge full

of body parts

and asked him to

send me the

copyright agreement

so I could sign the movie deal.

I kicked the cat again,

started a bath,

poured a cocktail

and waited

for something to happen.