01 February 2012

personal writings no.2

(image from here)


It is the end of January.
I was almost
Too tired
To salt my casserole
And the invitation
On my refrigerator
Has expired.
The theatre marquee
“Martha Graham Dance Company”
In the bank windows
Across the street,
But Martha Graham
Has expired too.
My alarm is set for 6
Instead of 7.
Tomorrow will be the last day
Of January
And I will try something

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