Talking in your sleep
It was a nothing fancy afternoon
hanging out at Bob & Tom’s
I brought Shirley with me
and promptly let her out in the
fenced in backyard
The boys were in the kitchen
brewing beer and making sausages
loosely following instructions
from YouTube videos
They were sipping on Rhinelanders
as they worked away
one of them grinding lamb and pork
the other mashing grains
What made you decide to do this today
I asked while reaching for a
Pabst Blue Ribbon in the fridge
I had a dream last night Bob said
and Tom told me all about it this morning
september two thousand nineteen
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I love this poem so much — especially this to-die-for opening line: “It was a nothing fancy afternoon.” I would read a whole book of poems that start with that line.
Thanks so much, Shawna!