Banana Bread 

Anonymous

So we rubbed our feet 

Mashed into fuzzy socks  

On the carpet 

for hours  

Trying to shock each other  

But the sparks never came.  

And with all the time we spent waiting for them 

We let the banana bread burn in the oven. 

And all the while you were talking to me  

But all I could think was  

These days it seems harder and harder to find  

The person whose laundry you wouldn’t mind folding.