CAN YOU BLAME ME FOR DAY DREAMING?
(SISTERS)


Why should I not daydream?

How can you blame me for 
allowing my mind to wander?

I catch bits and pieces
of the conversation
as I watch the gravy carve a channel
through my potatoes ...
the walls caving in 
like the sides of cavernous gorge
collapsing under the onslaught
of the mad rapids ...
roaring
and thundering

"... this pattern for a dress that is just ..."

"... want more of that face cream ..."

"... really worked well for ..."

"... did you hear she's going to ..."

She shouts at me to pass the gravy
interrupting my voyage through
the Snake River canyon

I was mastering those rapids
Rising and falling
Like a rollercoaster

"... can't understand why she would ..."

"... looked better when ..."

We're not often all together
at the dinner table now -
once in a while ...
special occasions

"... this marvelous little broach ..."

"... wonderful little shop ..."

I won't pass the gravy this time

I'm too busy

They will just have to understand
I can't stop now 
when I'm so close to
the falls.