Nov
03
Desperate Writer
His brain became mush
as he tried to rush
to get good words on the paper.
He went for a drink
then to the mirror
in search of the squishing culprit.
The more he drank
the longer he looked
until he passed out on the carpet.
Fours hours and a shower later
it occurred to him
a short nap would’ve worked faster and safer.
©2009 by Shari Lynne Smothers
Write something positive and/or negative. I chose to cover both. This is my poem for Day 3 of the 2009 November PAD Chapbook Challenge.
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