As much I look, the other women
never drop anything; everything stays
in their steady hands, the lithe waitress
doesn't drop her order pad, the cute
librarian never drops her books. With
a firm grip they hold on. But you, you
keep dropping your pen, and
where would I be without that?
(Writing far less poems, for sure.)
15.06.2024
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