Flash Fiction & Poetry
Bloomingtown August
So much to do
So need to focus
So need a plan
So much furniture to move
So many walls to wash
So many knick knacks to dust
So much to sweep
So much to toss
So much to lay order upon
So many boxes and bags
So much to budget
So many leases to sign
So many books to buy
So much to scour
So much to mop
So many trucks to load
So many debts are owed
So heavy the sun
So much to readjust
If we can’t go lie on a raft at the lake later, it’s to the detriment of all.
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