Garbage Day
Today's garbage day.
I had almost forgotten
as I run through the house
as if I'm besotten.
I grab for the trash,
looking this way and that,
throw it all in the can
and rescue the cat.
"Have I missed him?" I wail,
"Then what will I do?
There's no room in the can
for next week's garbage too."
Where was my mind?
I continue to run.
I know why I'm late
when all's said and done.
I had turned on the screen
and searched on the site.
Has anyone answered
my poem overnight?
I read my email
and sent some replies.
I junked all the stuff
that was sent in disguise.
Then I turned to home page
and looked for the news
not watching the time
as I idly peruse.
They will find me some day
at my computer I know
knee deep in clutter
but still hitting "Go".
Won a 7th place
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