Monday, February 11, 2013

After dinner hints

today I'm the opposite of thinner
after eating excessive dinner
it might have been the food
(to not eat it would be rude)
but I think it was the talking
that filled me up. I'm chalking
it up to the words, you see
for poems beckoned to me
from the corners of the room
I wished for dustpan and broom
to sweep them into my book
to save them for a later look
but I did not, I let them go
though I yearned to write them so
for is it not rude to slip away
just to write a poem for the day?
so today my belly is round
full of poems without sound
yes I think - I have no doubt:
it's the words I can't get out

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