Silly me! Quelle luxury! I turn the tap for water Hot! Royalty not long ago Did not, could not Have had it better! All that labor they went through Just to get to water! Then a tap of radiator And the room is warm as toast. If wanted, I could roast A towel, but who’d want to? Wow, And swell! Quelle luxury!
Watching A Fly
Watching a fly. Have I matured - Grown more compassionate? He walks around my empty plate On nano- crumbs I’ve eaten/ate. He looks so cute, endearing, pretty. What the deuce is wrong with me? Or right with me? Is that what happens when one’s reached Maturity? Cool!
Non-Sequiturs 10.22.2016 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Corwin