Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #153

They Turned Off The Water

by Belinda Roddie

They turned off the water, so we drank more

beer and cider than we thought we would. We

took out the board games, shuffled cards, and bored

ourselves to tears with tired old Parcheesi.

Soon, headaches came on, and we ran to buy

packs of water, dousing our throats and brows

with the lukewarm liquid, our tongues still dry

as we debated whats and whys and hows

of the broken heater. By the night's end,

we knew we were bitching about first world

problems, and from this slight rut, we would mend.

We went back to drinking, chatting 'bout girls,

and playing games. The water would return

later, and then a shower would be earned.