Glass (Crank 2)

Thoughts and ideas volley

back and forth in my head.

I put Hunter in his swing,

watch him rock along.

I feel exhilarated. I feel rotten.

I know I’ve made a terrible

mistake. I’m ecstatic that

I found a way to make it.

Mom Leaves for the Gym

Now I have to face Scott,

who finally comes downstairs,

“pissed” written all over his face.

Well, look who decided to

grace us with her presence.

I can’t believe how rude you are.

I didn’t have to take it from

Mom. Should I take it from

husband number two? “Sorry.”

Yeah, whatever. Just don’t

expect to borrow one of our

cars again anytime soon.

All the more reason to find

a way to keep my own vehicle

in tip-top shape. “I won’t.”

Did you apologize to your

mother? She sat up half

the night, worrying about you.

Irritation blossoms. And I’m

starting to want another

little toot. “Yes, I apologized.”