Leftovers

I know American suburban houses

With white picket fences

I know porch swings

And I know separate garages

And I know the importance of

A dedicated, located space for the Christmas tree

And I know Joni Mitchell's voice

And how she uses it

Technically

And I know tonsillitis too frequently

Sadly

And I know becoming obsessed with one musician

And listening repeatedly

Repeatedly

And I know that I need you

And that you need me

Considerably

And I know seeing the children run freely

Running out of breath, running after them

And I know the sound of summer horses

Running

And I know the singular fridge freezer

And I secretly wonder where the turkey will go

Assembling the leftovers in a practical order

You know

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

Yes

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

You know

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

Yes

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

You know

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

You know

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

Yes

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

Yes

Because I eat leftovers until there is nothing left over

You know