Wrong a lot*
October 30, 2016
Lake’s plenty deep, dive off the cliff.
She’s crazy about me. Those jeans
will fit. I’ll be there for her
if the going gets tough. No chance
it will rain, I know when to shut up.
I don’t need directions,
they adore me at work. I’ve studied
enough, no doubt I’ll be rich.
We have plenty of gas,
she doesn’t like gifts. Our love
will survive. We don’t need cash,
I’m sober, can drive. It’s just fine
to speed. I will never get caught.
I know she’ll call, she wouldn’t leave.
I won’t miss her at all.
. . . . .
*Copyright 2016 by Timothy Pilgrim. Broadside illustrated by Mat Hudson.