September 12, 2009 / 1:27 am
So the time has come
To write anew
scratch that, start again, what year is this, 1540?
So the time has come to
Write something new
And here I am just Val
scratch that, that's horrible
Time
oh Val, get off the time kick
I spent exactly thirty-seven
Minutes this morning reading
Celebrity news. Exactly one
Getting dressed.
is this something you want in a poem? and you're still talking about time...
A desk lady at the library
Is having the time of her
Life, laughing it up when a
Man asks if it costs anything
To check a book out. I
Want to give her a swirlie.
I give up, Val. Do you even remember how to do this?