Tuesday, July 12, 2011

poem of the day 07.12.11

lost argument

sore knees bent
on the cat-hair
infested couch

i snot before
the first cup of coffee

listen to the garbage trucks

trying to remember
last night’s argument
with the wife

only remembering
the end
where she sneezed and said

well, aren’t you even
gonna say god bless you?

i take the first sip
on the coffee
hear today’s weather

(92 degrees)

and decide to go
and wake her up
to see if she can enlighten me

on the subject
at hand.

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