James Babbs- Two Poems

December 30^th

it’s snowing harder now

more than it was

the last time I checked

I’ve got the eggs boiling

I can hear them bumping

against the sides of the pan

pouring the last of

the coffee into my cup

before rinsing out the pot and

I’m home on vacation from work

thinking about calling you later

wondering

what your plans are

for new year’s eve and

it doesn’t make any difference to me

whether I get to see you or not

because

I already know

no matter what

I’m going to get drunk

Thursday

I just wanted to enjoy

a couple of beers after work

but it turned into a fight

between me and my woman

hell

she kept screaming about

how I never wanted to do anything

but sit around the house drinking

she always wants to get dressed up

and go running out to the clubs

hell

I told her to go ahead

I wasn’t going to stop her

but then she stormed off to the bedroom

muttering something about me

never wanting to take her anywhere

hell

she doesn’t care where we go

as long as we’re going

a lot of women would appreciate

a man who liked to stay at home

maybe after I finish

a couple more beers

I’ll go in there and tell her