Couch Potato
Couch Potato
You are sitting on my couch, now.
You are watching TV with my kid.
Yes, she is old enough to sit there.
She is technically, All Grown Up!
That is not the issue.
Be careful,
You are ever being…
watched.
For what?
The way you are;
What you do,
What you see,
What you think,
How you act,
How you react,
How I can best dispose of the body.
October is the best of months.
So much happens.
Harvest.
The bringing in of the crops,
leaves the soil… disturbed.
It also makes it easy to dig.
Gardening is a lot of fun.
When I walked through to the kitchen,
passing you, pawing my little girl like a wolf,
on my sofa…
you did not flinch, or use proper respect.
Some have done this before.
You are not the first.
You, lol…
Yes, I love to garden.
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