2006/cards

Dropped business
cards on the floor.
The day after
Fathers’ Day
we miss the
garbage truck.
The driver stops
at the neighbor’s
and chats with the
guys the city
hires to clear
weeds from
the empty lots.
Juvenile delinquents,
minor criminals
learning to work.
Oatmeal bubbles
as it cooks,
the water in my bottle
wiggles as I write.
Monday morning,
learning
to work.

6/19/06