The Day
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The Day
There is a Nat...
swimming in my coffee.
It is not too hot,
so he is still alive.
I could fish him out,
and let him live.
Or...
I could just,
drink him,
in.
There is a fly on the wall,
he has been watching me,
since I got up.
He waited for me since yesterday...
because I did not bother
to go and get the swatter.
He...
will be dead soon.
A mouse ate all the food I had saved...
the pantry is empty.
I will get traps. I can solve that.
It is the bigger problems of life,
that do me in.
Like why this or why that?
The indecision of making decisions,
that should be obvious...
for those, with common sense.
It is not common anymore.
I looked for some on the net.
There was none to be had.
It is in short supply.
A. Foster, Ann Foster, Annette Foster
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2021
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