Yesterday
I slipped with
The steak knife with  which
I had just
Cream cheesed
My bagel.

At this point I handled it OK.
Don’t bleed out, girl, I whispered over
And over.

And I didn’t. It hurt. But like. It was OK.

Then I started overthinking it.
My god, if I didn’t just impale myself
Right to the bone,
Through my left thumb web,
The purlicue.

OK then.

Part three, I got a tetanus shot
This morning.
It gave me a reason
To listen to
The Pet Shop Boys for a while.

Well. She has you now and I hope
I’m not imagining it.

It would make sense
And for once I would
Be glad to have
Seen something
Coming.