Three poems
“What?” by yours truly
What do you do when you fall down?
What do you? Do you do know?
“When the world is running down,
You make the best of what’s still around.”
–The Police
Might have had more to say,
But what to say?
“Disorganized” by yours truly
A library scattered on the floor
Something you may not ignore.
Yes, reality can be a bore,
But re read them still.
You need them.
“Assemble” by yours truly
Must not have assembled
The mail-ordered desk well.
It creeks every time I use it to stabilize me.
Like a Yoda from Hell.
You know “Star Wars” refences right?
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