...kinda scary.



(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCXI)


Espresso's grand for shelving that detail
Known as fatigue, my mind without defense,
And by late morn, here, and in fragments, whence
Forget how to do aught, by half, as I fail.
Crawl home and call today done, left sans bail
Work oernight in tow. Oh sweet pretense!
Catnap how many hours? and oh! They thence
Are clam'ring for canned food til what'd avail?
It is so cold! Oh goodee!! Now in tour
To use the oven 'gain! The fish sticks too
Long tugging at my sleeve at last ours fer
Late lunch, sans tarter sauce, I guess we'll do
Aeoli. Fall asleep ere that, bestir
Me just for work. LORD, thank you. I wait You.

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