Startled, dreary, drool sticking to me, I fall off the couch
What is that sound?
Why do I care?
I look. The microwave is singing.
No doubt bringing some molten cheese or other into being
But for a good minute all I can do is stare.
Wondering, pondering…
…what the fuck did I put in there??
Don’t you hate it when you put something in the microwave, and just…have absolutely no memory of it happening?
Woolgathering 