Six Dark Spots

This morning a centipede crawled along the wall
I smacked it with my purple sneaker

At the pool the locker room smelled like urine

Two ladies were blow-drying their hair
I commented on the color, a gorgeous silky white

We talked about the miracle of the water
I did not discuss the pee smell

The lifeguard worried about my walking to the pool
"There are a lotta creeps out there," he said
"I know them all," I replied, laughing

When I arrived home I attempted to remove dark stains
from my favorite thrift-store blue jeans

Last week a black shirt bled dye into the wash
Today I sprayed spot remover on the six dark spots

Now I'll have to wait eight hours to know if it worked
The prognosis looks bleak, but I'm trying

Not all spots are bad
At least these will have a story