Adjectives Bounce On My Couch
Whimsy roams around my living room
Flipping the curtains, laughing at my consternation
But really do I care?
Not a wit.
Fanciful language slips into a sliver of the floor
Skidding to a stop in front of the mouse carcass
A stench that is losing its potency.
Adjectives bounce up and down on the couch
Treating it like the trampoline that it is.
I pop my hazel eyes, feeling a speck of irritation.
Of course Trixie, my muse is lying on her back.
Kicking her legs up in the air, chortling.
Tuesday.
Forcing myself to try….
One scribble after another.
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