Quiet, Quiet Thursday Night

Heeeeeey.
12:46 AM
Heeeeeey.
It’s me,
Laura Scudder’s Old Fashioned Peanut Butter and
a banana,
a midnight snack -literally.
Heeeeeey.
Bert’s downstairs
stewing in his geriatric juices
watching
TELEVISION
and I have nothing to do with it!
Heeeeeey.
Shorpkenhoff is home being efficient.
My parents are fast asleep.
Stewart’s on the internet.
Nelle’s reading.
Harvey Weinapple’s watching the late show.
and Scotty’s passed out next to a girl in bed,
she’s still awake, thinking of him.
Only police cars drive around quiet Petaluma now,
pulling each other over
just for the hell of it.

and I have nothing to do with any of them either
(thank god)
Heeeeeeey.
Me and peanut butter and banana
all wink at each other,

we’re proud of ourselves.