Monday, April 30, 2007

Poem #120 of 365

He told me to “get off the computer,
it's late” and I reply that I have to stay on,
cuz “this is when I do my best writing."

Out of the corner of my left eye, he
is moving about the house,
to the kitchen, opening and
closing various doors. After a yawn
emits, he speaks again, with a wave,

"I’m going to sleep now,
cuz that’s when I do my best kayaking."

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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