Silly me!
Quelle luxury!
I turn the tap for water
Hot!
Royalty not long ago
Did not, could not
Have had it better!
All that labor they went through
Just to get to water!
Then a tap of radiator
And the room is warm as toast.
If wanted, I could roast
A towel, but who’d want to?
Wow,
And swell!
Quelle luxury!
Watching A Fly
Watching a fly.
Have I matured –
Grown more compassionate?
He walks around my empty plate
On nano- crumbs I’ve eaten/ate.
He looks so cute, endearing, pretty.
What the deuce is wrong with me?
Or right with me?
Is that what happens when one’s reached
Maturity?
Cool!
Non-Sequiturs 10.22.2016
A Sense Of The Ridiculous II;
Arlene Corwin
