the perfect lesson
in my first period class
in fifth? disaster
thank goodness for luck
(first hour observation)
and a good review
then onto the day:
grading papers, copies made,
driving the carpool
then circling back
for “emergency group work”
(that’s due tomorrow)
and a crazy booth,
a new and broken scooter,
quick crepes for dinner
the usual groans
for the chores that make our lives
in a wheel of work
weekdays are beast days
with an endless set of hats
that go with nothing