My Cluttered Desktop
My desktop is as cluttered as my brain:
Lens cleaning wipes, two Handshake vouchers,
Visa receipts, envelope that contains
Tickets for a tragedy by Shakespeare
Outrageous fortune
And a thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to
ARTix passport containing free coupons
For music, the theater, film and dance,
HP inkjet print cartridge that I won
With an old bingo 50-50 chance
Death of a salesman
Loman’s solo tragedy
Fate was even odds
A card reminder for an eye exam;
An unopened pocket tissue package;
Three incomplete poems and rubber bands;
A senior magazine with a torn page
I don’t like the frames.
I never use the damn things.
What should I title them?
Will my desk ever be neat and tidy?
No! Unless I have me a man Friday
Copyright © Albert Ahearn | Year Posted 2009
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