Harriet B. Kahn




Intermission

Just when I thought
I knew how to bake pie
You got diabetes
And screwed up my high
When I learned how to swim
Like a needle with thighs
You gave up the ocean
Cause the waves hurt your eyes
You liked to dribble
So I built a hoop
Now you toss pennies
While I sit on the stoop
You love intermission
It’s your favorite part of the play
I think I’ll write a drama
That will never go away.