Thursday, November 12, 2009

monday moves

there are three hundred
and sixty degrees to view from

but she only sees me
in black and white

between sheets and in the kitchen
her nature is my crutch -

i miss her

on monday morning board meetings
over styrofoam cups of cheap coffee

the daily figure - monday moves

1 comment:

David Grove said...

I only see styrofoam cups of coffee in black and white. (Because I drink it black.)

Your title makes me want to write a poem called "Movie Mons."