Note To Self
It was not sunrise
after all was said and done,
more like mid-morning.
The lines are clearly
drawn on the concrete sidewalk
in green chalk, blue chalk,
even some orange
if you can believe that crap.
But you, my darling,
have donned your summer
drapes despite all my warnings
you'll soon be upside
down.
June 10, 2015 11:10 PM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.