train of thought

i’m alone wearing daisy dukes
and am having trouble typing
forgive me oh lords of the written word
uncle walt and ee cummings
i am over sexed and under paid
take that as you will oh mother
i may have had too many beers at lunch
but they were good belgian stock
the dog is whining because the husband left
not for good but for the night
my metaphors are obtuse
and i can’t write a single simile
tell me where this is going my
faithful readers….

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