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She flies around the room

ignoring my nagging.

I find myself on repeat.

The energy I expend

on getting her ready

I could use for more useful things.

Like drinking my coffee.

I just hope I can resist

the impulse to ignore her

and go back o bed!

I think I found the one.

I’ll write about meat!

No , meat Eaters!

Wait, that’s a catchy tune.

I’ll write about that.

No, I can’t replicate the tune.

My kids!

They are being funny.

Hmmm, that’s an in joke.

Todays poem may just end up being lame.

Dehydrated.

A crispy corpse.

Withered, sere.

Skin taut.

Hollowed eyed look.

The old pumpkin

is finally ready

for the coming festivity!

 

Distractions are dangerous.

Reactions are a few seconds delayed.

Choices seem difficult.

Routine may save the day.

Bed is calling and I must resist.

This day begins wearily.

Precious sleep has been broken.

The police have called.

The problems lie once again

with the ones moving out.

I do believe

I should buy more life insurance.

The agora is filled with merchants.

A philosopher orates his lesson for the day.

Wine is given to the thirsty man.

The temple pillars stand straight and tall.

Flowers are woven into garlands

and then lain across the statues.

Salty sea air wafts up from the harbor

as I overlook the waters from my hotel balcony.

Fellow tourists wear their colourful outfits

filling the streets on this festival day.

I smile in anticipation!

What terrible things can I do today?

Make a child laugh?

Or sell some ice cream?

Give an old lady help across a street?

Try to finish my crossword puzzle?

I could donate my time to charity

Or better I could sleep in

and miss going to work!

Will that be credit?

Debit?

or Cash?

What you don’t accept barter anymore?

My chickens not good enough for you?!

Okay they may still be eggs

but you got bacon!

We could have breakfast!

It pierces between

the eye and the skull.

A pain so sharp

it feels unending.

I close my eyes

and the pain continues.

I sip my coffee

and it seems to slightly abate.

The child screams

and the headache comes back

Full force!