
Sorry Excuse for a Poem… (052)
Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read
Go on,
You are up past your bedtime.
Sunday came back with a vengeance.
Monday got Sunday’s back.
Damn those two plotting against my muse.
I got a poem due.
Who know who’s gonna wanna read slap dash nothing…
Day went by like a shot.
Not a damn minute to think,
Let alone pick up the pieces of my plans.
All went out the window
Little by little.
I was stranded on a sacrificial alter
That would sever me from a good nights sleep!
Poem number 052 of 365.
Sorry if you ain’t seen me reading much the last couple days. I own a few of you! The good news is I have a quick temp position that will fill the bank back up. It may, or may not make my poem thingy heck-tic.
