Monday, July 8, 2013

I Spill


I spill when I eat. It happens
with such stunning regularity I am starting to think
it’s intentional. I get creative, pour the coffee

perfectly

and end up picking sugar out of counter cracks
and off the bathroom floor. Why is there sugar
on my bathroom floor? It’s amazing, really. I’m

amazing,

really. I would pay someone a hundred bucks
to tell me how I do these things, 255 to show me
how to make me stop. With a bonus for helping me clean up.