Oops.

Why does everything have to smell like dung?!?

Molecules wafting up my nose
Forgotten meals
and friends
and good times

Isn't it bad enough that the Puccini disk skips
during my favorite song,

or that I have to use gas station napkins
for toilet paper?

scrape off mold from the block of cheese?



Maybe I just stepped in it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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October 19, 2008 at 5:03 AM
Shayna this poem sure does make one reflect on the struggles of everyday life - Great job & God Bless
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