4/13/19: Repose Prose

An afternoon nap
is the stuff of poetry
and yet, in this moment
I fidget a bit

Oh I do not flail
or flounder
I just wonder

It’s a good thing

and despite the slight
misnomer above
I feel the need to continue
as such

Those of you who read and write
easily more adroit than I
will catch my meaning

But do not fret
I’m just having fun
finding my idea
only now

My sweetheart is way ahead of you BTW





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