*As some may have noticed I changed the name of this poem. I thought up the new name almost instantly after posting it. I had restless nights about how much better/crass it was. So I finally caved and changed the title.

Went to visit your parents
At their log cabin one weekend

We are greeted at the door
Saying our “Hi’s” and “How are yous?”

You take me upstairs
To get settled in our room

I hear sounds of your father
Ambling in the room below

Bent over at the waist
you begin to open the luggage

Your ample invitation has been seen
I move...