Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

I Thought

It's not always easy to untighten a jar.
But for years, changing the oil in my car
Was like taking candy from a baby.
Or like showing respect to a lady.

But don't take 'easy' for granted,
Or you may someday live to regret it.
For example, take a look at what I did one time.
My auto's oil level indicated that it needed some.

No problem, because I had oil in the trunk. I thought.
So, I grabbed the gallon can of leftover oil, headed
for the hood, and poured the oil into the engine. I thought.
My car was more than a little upset with what I had done.
A senior moment or not, I was more than speechless.

I later discovered that the assumed oil was not really oil.
I thought to myself, "What on God's earth was I thinking?"
To my chagrin, my utter dismay, it was leftover anti-freeze.
I can't believe that I thought that.

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