Friday, April 30, 2010

An Exhaustion Poem

Sleep, Sweet Sleep!

Miles rolled, self and chair
already tired from journeying to
two canceled events, although admit
my own delight at seeing grandma’s eyes
grow big and feel with tears upon discovering
an unexpected me at Atlantic City 85th birthday celebration
that I stopped by en route to DC,
where I’ve come to cast my vote
for justice on multiple fronts.

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