Flat Non Content

I've put some lime pickle with my lunch Just to reset my senses (and because I like it) I may have eaten a large quantity of chocolate too (but that was because it was there) Why am I writing this down? Well, it's just to see where a poem might want to go today. Starting without an idea of greatness but the mundane I won't impress and I'm writing with tons of interruptions and noise There's a random full stop midway - that needed sorting (stuff it) I'm going to guess there's not a poem lurking plus the dog's on my knee and he's trumped - it's a distraction too far See you next time, should you chance it