What to Do with a November Day
Review the contract my sister has
Written regarding the woman who'll
Rent from my mother, or call back
The old friend who's left me two
Messages, both of which indicate
That she is bored and has nothing
Very important to say, or I could
Wash dishes, or gather the laundry.
I could, in other words, force the time
Onward by filling it full of quotidian
Tasks. Or I could swallow some
Poison and die.
I think that, instead, I'll just look out
The window at leaves being blown
From the trees.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2023-11-09 at 20:06
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