It’s been a long day.
Everybody wanted something from me.

Tracy wanted me to practice for
the line-dancing competition.
I said I couldn’t dance.

In the end I practiced the electric Slide,
cupid Shuffle and the Cha, Cha, Cha.
And felt like a dancing queen.

Josephine wanted me to talk to her
students on how to improve their English,
and good habits.
She gave me that look….it always gets me.
So I say ok.

Then Dave called me,
not in self-pity and something forgotten,
which is normal for him.
More, “I have an idea….”

It never strikes, but makes me despair at
the language and the scrutiny.
Now I feel like the only living boy in this place