Monday, April 02, 2007

Poem #92 of 365

Someday, she said, I will
string up the hallways
and you will fall and
trip you way to the
alarm clock in the

Ain't no matter,
no way, no how,
I trip and fall
even when I'm
and I don't
use no damn
clock either.

(sleep-deprived yet again. on deadline, and my brother's using the clock tonight.)

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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