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"Monday June 7, 1999"
by Jeph Johnson
Prolific no more,
One week of nothingness.
My portfolio consists of a glance
from a pretty girl's dark brown eyes,
oatmeal at Denny's
and memories
that have been through the washing machine
so many times
that I can't even remember
what color they were.
Oh, that shit at work
...is that worthy of literary comment?
I still haven't cleaned my house,
done the laundry
or sorted through my CD's.
Maybe I should smoke some pot,
like Tyson said...
No, it'd only hurt my lungs.
Brownies would work...
what about my diet?
Maybe I'll call up that girl
who stood me up two weeks ago.
Nothing to lose, but everything else.
It is cheap movie night at the theater.
Prolific no more.
Prolific no more.
