In November I had this fantasy I would ask my therapist
Have you seen the Sara Lee bread sketch she would look

me dead in the face and say Must get rid of toxic in
community instead she said she hadn’t seen it.

In the pandemic grocery store I ask you Have you seen
the Sara Lee bread sketch and you laughing holding

the last loaf of cinnamon swirl say the thing you actually
say it. I laugh like I have an immune system the world

isn’t ending I laugh like Wreck me daddy like there’s
somewhere to go we could just keep driving.