I thought I had escaped it like a missed call from a telemarketer
who tells me that my car insurance expired yesterday and Oh My, Excuse Me, Ma’am,
if You Don’t Renew Your Car Insurance With Us Right Away You Might Lose Your
License to Drive
but I hadn’t missed his call, I answered on accident and now I have to go back
and relive it all all all all over again.
I couldn’t say it for a few months after, I only said grapes. now, when I eat grapes, I
think about it.
Lina McCausland sent this poem in under an alias. She has no bio.