There were olives in a bowl

Crickets outside the window

The dishwasher was washing

And my mind was ticking

To do lists making demands

Run on sentences colliding

Memories interrogated

Negotiating times and places

Thoughts flipping like pancakes

And emotions like cheese whiz

Melting under a big orange sun

I’m hungry and I’m tired

And the crickets are screaming

A monotonous bedtime song