BLESS MY SAINTED AUNT

Up early.
Shave.
Wonder about life.
Slice a mango.
Do the ablutions.
Put on some music.
Work on her nerves.
Trudge into the sunshine.
Catch my shadow.
Wring it to death.
Because that’s how I roll.
Talk to a stranger.
Run through some pigeons.
Stalk a cat.
Stalk a pretty woman.
Run through a sprinkler.
Come home.
And bless my sainted aunt
that my ticket is not yet up.