washwords

Three keys we had cut
Three keys, and not a one, here
Found!! and yet…. one lock: broke

The couch makes the room
Chocolate brown, it’s ours, for real
Then – heart and it, sunk!

Sure, it can be fixed
or, we’ll get our money back
yet i crave perfect

laptop replacement
new work machines: fast, sleek, new
i liked the old one

Still, the day has come
new laptop, new world arise
I’m 50th from last

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Cough cough cough cough cough.
Coughity cough cough, cough cough.
Cough cough cough. COUGH COUGH!

Debate? No debate?
Candidates love and love not
Lets get it started.

Metro whistlers, SHHHH!
Sometimes I wake up grumpy,
sometimes let him sleep

“solved.” without mccain.
it’s raining in washington
since obama left

snowdrifts of paper
email, voice-mail, lists to do
how to shovel out

and yet, even here,
even now, with so much flux
there is peace. in love.

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