John Trustin
The three of us brought dinner home
from the Greek diner
and watched a movie we all enjoyed.
They didn’t have school the next day;
I didn’t have work
and the weather forecast was mild.
I kissed the kids goodnight
and they were both asleep
in a matter of minutes;
then I called my sweetie,
not knowing yet
the things she was and wasn’t capable of.
We talked a while,
said our I Love Yous
and then I sat down
and wrote a marvelous poem
that I believed, at the time,
to be truth
as my cat balanced on her haunches
then jumped off the table
and across the universe.
John Tustin’s poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals since 2009. fritzware.com/johntustinpoetry contains links to his published poetry online.