Killing Time Sunday Evening

Killing Time Sunday Evening

A Poem by Laura Lynn

Killing Time Sunday Evening

TO ABOUND
L
ychee-flavored water is good,
I
mproves digestion, cleanses us.
S
andbanks held together by roses.
H
ow will I have the will power w/o
P
eople to see: one hour of yoga,
O
ne hour of writing. Sitting here, I
A
cquiescently watch Family Feud.

ABOUT
O
k.  Here I am trying not to eat
D
essert.  I don’t want ice cream.
O
ntario seems like a nice place for
T
hrall. I’ll go there to help Canada.

REGARDING
O
vercompensating for the old law,
D
ust fills the air choking us, for
O
ntario is too far away and fealty
T
hralldom ought to be a virtue.

APPROXIMATELY

Cryptograms are a great labor; I’d
E
mulate the cryptographers; I wait

B
efore long, my other aunt walks,
E
ncumbered with packages, over
E
ntryways to let the dogs out, to
R
etain sanity, or maintain it. Solid
E
xacerbation of old calories, long
C
ollected in the fat parts of a self.
H
ad I waited even after waiting…?

© 2014 Laura Lynn


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sometimes tryng live healthy is just a losing battle...and retaining sanity isn't easy when we start losing parts of ourselves.

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Laura Lynn
Laura Lynn

Fairfax, VA



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