Author: drachenkreiger

Time to pare things down.

Use up all the things in the pantry.

Fridge is mostly empty.

Too bad the bank account

is also near empty.

I can not move.

Paralysis has set in.

Numbness creeps along.

My mind wanders

in a frigid company.

Past the date.

No longer applicable.

Freshness cannot be guaranteed.

The card is not usable anymore.

My brain cells have finally died.

I was going to say dice

but then what about mice?

Or lice?

Worst would be Christ…

But all I really want is to lie

in a warm bath.

One errand after another.

One gets done.

On to the nest one.

Phone calls to make.

Offices to visit.

Things to buy.

People to drop off.

Only one person to do them all.

Don’t even mention the cleaning.

Random words

tossed down

The page fills up

Nothing of importance

Tidbits of daily life

What makes a good poem

a poem

Can I rhyme

or is freestyle the way to go

What difference

from shaking and shivering

with only the large fleece blanket

—-

to immediate warmth

as soon as I smoothed out

the bunched up sheet.

I finally fell asleep.