Punchlines

My life is a fitted sheet
Fresh from the laundry
To be folded–
Unwieldy. so
In the throes of impatience
I roll it up
into a fuck-off ball and
Toss it in the basket
Where my cat
Baptizes the white
cotton
With furvor.
Get it?

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