Thirst for Juice

I purchased one orange
today at the grocery.
Barely got it in the house
and it became thirst for juice.

Didn’t even have
time to make tea. I was
spritzing high and low
like I was selling perfume

in a department store.
Got myself in the eye.
I came, I saw, I went to
take a shower. Night is here.

I’ve squeegeed the kitchen.
If the scent lingers beyond
this week, I’m remodeling.
Now I’m skittish about the pears.

Yeah, I’ve got issues.