Tuesday, July 30, 2013
The Icemaker Cometh
Bumps In Dead Hours
The icemaker in my small studio
sounds like someone fumbling
hard articles. In posher domiciles,
into wee hours: “Somebody’s
in the house!” TV cliche,
then, is wifey prodding
the resident asshole to rise,
explore, return with a report.
Or not. I’ll take the macho
girl anytime. Won’t
bother waking one,
but maraud forth with
baseball bat, actually
desirous of mayhem.
These ladies also tied
the knot emphatically.
And not a granny.
Labels: burglar, night noises, self reliant, strong women, TV Cliche
