I BECAME A THIEF IN DUBLIN
Our hotel
didn’t have face cloths
which were necessary for my shower.
Last night, we ate
in one of Dublin’s best restaurants
on a gift certificate from our kids.
We joked that they were starting
to pay us back. I tasted lamb
sweetbreads that looked like
streams of snot but didn’t taste
as good. Before paying I went
to the gents to pee.
After washing and drying
with a small white face cloth.
I knew that I could be a thief.
No cameras no witnesses,
so I took it and returned
to our table thrilled by my exploits.
A little theft
can be quite liberating.