Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Something Tells Me

I left the bucket in another place Mop all alone but knowing what was next So what if I forgot the gum spray And the putty knife The lab doesn't deserve The white linoleum so difficult to turn your back Under the circumstances


  1. Liking these scenes and the way one image segues into another. Nice atmosphere created with the creative placing of capitals.

  2. Thanks, Jonathan--I don't know how to keep the lines--this is the way it gets published here.

    1. This has happened to me too - sometimes the machine takes over and changes things in a positive way, auto-correct, for example, has inserted the 'wrong' word and changed the poem for the better - there must be academics somewhere researching this very topic.