Thursday, March 11, 2010

AFP

It is a Thursday,
I get up early,
it is a challenge,
I'm usually lazy.

I make some coffee,
I eat some rice chex,
and then I sit down
to check my inbox.

I only read a word or two.
I stare across the street and see the churches and the blue.

I am too busy to have friends,
a lover would just complicate my plans.
So I will never look for love again--
I'm taking matters into my own hands.

I think I could last at least a week
without someone to hold me...
won't you hold me?

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