Monday, February 22, 2010

Ode to a Learning Disability

dreams come and go as dreams are wont to do
and thoughts? they've got feet,
and run away
I pass my time with dirty dishes, 
empty mugs and 
half finished books
strewn 'cross the table like a 
c  o  n  s  t  e  l  l  a  t  i  o  n 
  (is it "The Ostrich"?)
this couch has got legs, but they're about as useful 
 as my own-
 directionless, and anyway, totally incapable 
of taking me anywhere,
and so I escape:
another dirty dish in the sink
another stained cup on the table
and another book I'll probably never finish.

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