Little Black Dot

funny little day i've had today.
yes indeed.
drank a double americano
in two point five seconds at four thirty
and rode halfway home with m.
we flew down the foul bay hill on our prehistoric bikes
like a couple of screeching pterodactyls and i
came home to my enormous tax return, which i used
to pay off my equally enormous visa bill
while my sheets and dirty underwear churned in the wash.
did the silliest yoga class ever and now i'm going to make
my little bed draw some little pictures read a little book.
i'm going to be up until dawn at this rate and maybe
it's the caffeine or maybe it's the part of the story
i'm not telling.