Friday, April 8, 2011

The struggle

and lo, one o'clock on a Friday afternoon came to pass
and my intentions
gathered carefully and close
during the worried wakeful hours of the morn
have fled far
out toward the edge of the horizon
and are blowing raspberries in my general direction
and wiggling their fingers with their thumbs stuck in their ears

1 comment:

  1. The mental picture is wonderful and my cheeks are stretched tight smiling. Thankyou.