bent over his new grill,
prodding a steak and turning vegetables
I watch, I supervise from a distance
sprawled out in my new lounge chair,
the one will a thick layer of pollen settled
into the crease.
well put together with matching socks,
a black long sleeve top and spectacular
necklace, I watch my balding sweetheart
(don't tell him I noticed)
making my dinner.
it's good to be the supervisor
he got an A+