Dear Mister

Dear Mister 
My man
As I draft the morrow’s lesson plan

Will you allow me
To stand 
At the sink
Wishing not to let them sink
A grapefruit breakfast in my hand
Juice and seeds dripping 

Will you be thankful
To stand 
At the ready 
Wishing not to leave me there
A lone wolf come dinner time 
Howls and echoes looming

Dear Mister
My man 
As you make your lifelong plan

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