Walk Around - the Edge of Spring

 

NYC x 2

Life

 Sometimes I feel like I'm sitting at a STOP sign waiting for the light to change.

Twofer

 

NYC!

 

Prize Winner

 On the Job Training

They ask, "Do you work?"

I just mumble and hum.

And wait for the look

That invariably comes.

It's hard to explain

How I got in this state.

My energy's drained.

My mind wanders of late.

I've developed a squint.

My posture is stooped.

I'm like an old hen,

Kept too long in a coop.

But I won't leave my desk!

Prospects couldn't be brighter.

They say, "Oh, you're a typist."

I say, no.

I'm a writer.

 

 

Someone New at Our House

My new puppy reminds me of a movie star.

Yep.

 

Let's Begin Again