Details

Somewhere between the fits of coughs
and the stirring of tonight's stroganoff
I looked up to the corner of the stove
above the kitchen counter
and was distracted by
the careless placement
of the label on the side of the vent
I started to rant and rave
about how easy it would have been
for someone to take five minutes more
to center that warning
just to make it more pleasing
to a baker's tired eyes
It's the little things, I justified
Pay attention to the details...
Then I remembered with a soft smile
you always do that
and I looked longingly towards the door