Monday, October 10, 2016

The Modern Prometheus

Soft pajamas lay idle in the closet

The two toddlers totally sprawled

eyes glued to the screen like a hawk.

Bedtime clothes right away, and no TV for either of them.

Midnight looms like New Year’s Eve.

In bed by 10. No exceptions.

Hard sour chewies dangle from their mouths

like gymnasts hang from wide beams.

Robbie should not have watched Daddy Day Care before using the restroom.

No sugary candy, none whatsoever.

They laugh, they play, they cry.

They litter the living room with toys

Their mother and father would scream sourly if they saw.

But Johnny didn’t care

because they smiled.

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