I made the last of the tea around 1:30 a.m.,
one more item to run out today, Sarah was already asleep. I cut a lotus buddha
fella out from the jotted upon cardboard backing of a longago legal pad and
set him up in the empty teabox and placed him in the fridge. I thought she'd
find it funny. Because I didn't get to sleep till 5 I slept through breakfast.
I woke long enough to hear Sarah's terse goodbye. Later I found the little
OHNO man on the kitchen floor, obviously stomped. House a mess, never any
food, Sarah's upset, what's a boy to do? Don't be fooled by the containers
in the refrigerator--all they contain is rotting curry.