Morning Fight

It’s just some fog, you say-

as if this is a test of your driving

or your ability to make good decisions

unlike the one you made the week before

room service for two, champagne & steak-

              I’m not sure if I’m angrier it was for her or

              that you spent money we needed for our

              electric and internet bills

Fine, I tell you, spearing a pancake

syrup drips over the table we bought

from a garage sale, a year into our marriage

But if we get into a crash,

I say,

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.