Dear William Carlos Williams

He left this note on the refrigerator:

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

Here’s her answer, taped to the front door:

Despite the rain,
I have dumped
your crap
on the lawn

which you should
have mowed weeks
before.

If you had,
you’d have found
the wheelbarrow
you care about
more than me.

Glad you enjoyed
the plums.
They’ll help you
make more “poetry.”

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