I woke up full of regret
because I’d screamed
during family game night
about how my sister
couldn’t use the extra dice
I accidentally rolled
in her move to win the game
but nobody agreed with me
or even rose to the challenge
of arguing with me
and I was left ashamed
for raising my voice,
for caring too much,
and when I woke up
I realized last night
was Wednesday
and I must have been dreaming
but what does that indicate
about me that I perceive
myself that way?


Monday, I’d say

just because it’s dumb
doesn’t mean it isn’t true
sometimes the wrong
thing is right
Isn’t that wild?

one thing turns out
to be twenty
a medusa
of problems
Trouble, the butler
as they swish
into the parlor