Mother's Day
The overplayed disco song
Pumps into the ceiling
Where my poached eggs
Run over my teeth
It's mother's day
I delve into
The almost creature ovary
That's suspended
On my toast
On mother's day
The waitress's mother
Comes in for a kiss
Happy mother's day mama
I'm bathing in diner scenes
And strained caffeine tea
The waitress is a stranger
Who nourishes me
On mother's day
Writer/s: MITCH FORMAN, RICHARD C. BRAUN
