All the monthly numbers line up as pretty as can be.
Adding and subtracting, calculating effortlessly.
Projecting into the future, making a studied plan.
Predicting misadventures—like when the shit hits the fan.
The broken pipe that floods the house, and then the leaking roof
join up with the shredded tire, and united stand in proof
that budgets act as guidelines, and can’t always be obeyed.
The surprising ups and downs of Life just get in the way.
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman