Thursday, January 28, 2016

poem of the day January 28


The dogs have
eaten Barbie
I do not
know what to do
I had left her
on the counter
for just a minute
or two
but now she is tattered
and scattered
across the floor
The dogs have made
Barbie a doll no more
And all I can think off
as I sit here in Zen
is when to tell Ken

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