answer poim

thanks to bella and c, i have created a poem in my spare time. Here it is.


At the library
red satin and denim
Restless

Like a fish with a bad hair day,
I cringe and hold out my hand to stop it:
distant chatter, wheels on concrete, air moving.

My bag is full of my worldly possessions --
sex and rain-boots --
they could be poetic!

Where did that come from?

The right thing is happening...
The breath of a kiss...
Today will be the best day ever.