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Click hereit's eight am, our second day-night together post Jenna
he's still got bed-head and the newspaper;
I scoop up my purse, headed for to work
then at the door I remember, turn, 'I love you'
without looking up he says 'I love you too, Susan'
'who's Susan?'
..you just hate it when that happens!
I love these little poems, they take me back to the pop poets of the 60s. Minute slices of life revealing the tragi-comic nature of our mundane existence.
but this felt too personal, too--what, who, where? Why? Wherefore? You get the picture:) It's personal but also obscure, you know? x
are so telling. I think you could get more from it with different line breaks but I always think that. And one nitpick: a typo in line three. Really good though: says a lot with few words.