Spread across the globe
Like peanut butter on a granary loaf.
Spent like Sunday leftovers
On a Monday morning hangover.
Splattered beans on pristine tile.
Shattered watery orange jackets
Over starchy stepped on insides.
The doors open, she steps out
Bare; The red tie always did it.
The matching red hair ribbon,
Listening without hearing.
Oh god, then his lips.
But as always, we mustn’t forget
Broken plates in the sink.