Burning the Midnight Limelight
Philosophical Ruminations on Life, the Universe, and superintelligent shades of the color Blue.
I don't usually write at midnight, but sometimes I get an idea at three in the morning.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Composed on the Commode: a haiku
Mike dared me to write
a poem while in the restroom.
Someone light a match.
Many thanks to my fabulous colleague-in-arms, Michael Carroll.
Most importantly, my gratitude and love to Brian who gave me the new ending. I love you honey!
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