I used to sleep naked in my bed,
covers all around me
come morning, bed head
till the earth shook one day
this was no time for play
it’s certainly not fun
when you’ve come undone
So I’ve stopped sleeping naked
in my bed
though it’s not just earthquakes
that fill me with dread
there’s one more thing to add
to my list of insecurities
just one more thing –
and that’s zombies.
For the past week we’ve been eating spaghetti
nothing but good ol’ spaghetti –
all because the man had a craving
and he simply got tired of waiting
for me to get my act together,
and make something that was better
than the usual chicken dishes,
some too exotic they were deemed suspicious.
So while I was at work,
he simply went berserk
and whipped up not one, but three
pots and tubs of spaghetti!
And now we’re all so sick of it.
So back to chicken we commit,
and maybe fish and veggies, too.
Do you like spaghetti?
I’m no longer sure if I do.