Bad Day

Bad Day

I forgot my bank card
at the ATM on Tuesday,
but that's okay because
there's no money left
in the account.

My left tire was flat
when I left the bank,
but that's okay because
the bank is repossessing
my car on Thursday

I was off on a sick day today
but that's okay because it was
really a mental health day because
my son told me his mother is
having an affair and thought
I should know.

I got an e-mail from my
eighteen year old daughter
Who was characteristically mean
and told me never to contact
her again, but that's okay
the bank took my car and
it's only Thursday.

Litigating Time

Litigating Time

We had our private terms of endearment
Like sunshine and buttercup blossom
so corny and so real.
We floated in each other's eyes during
Romantic walks,  making love in
Every room in the house until gradually
What was most endearing
Became somewhat annoying
And we made love in only the bedroom.
I wasn't far enough in my career to be a success.
She started to travel more with hers and
Wore black lace negligee
But not for me.
Our arguments grew more frequent
The silences longer.
We hung in for the kids.
Until finally one day we were litigating over
The bedroom clock.