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why I'm sitting on the sofa, eating a piece of cake

by Maria Francesca

this pen won't work
the ink is wrong -
it's blue
instead of black.

the room's too cold
the light's too strong;
this chair -
it hurts my back.

these pants don't fit
this shirt's too old
these shoes are way too tight.

stomache's churning
eyes are burning
(hair is just a fright!)

the words won't leave my fingertips,
can't shape them into rhyme
so I'll go have a piece of cake
and write another time.

01/15/2007

Posted on 01/16/2007
Copyright © 2022 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 01/16/07 at 12:18 AM

I have had this experience too many times to recall. Thanks for the laugh.

Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 05/25/07 at 03:52 PM

lol i like the idea of writing by accident, i did a similar thing last year call Museless (to muscic) but I think yours does it better

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