Saturday, April 05, 2008

S For...


S is for two of my favorite words. Saturday. And spooked. Today, Saturday, I certainly feel spooked. Unfun.

POEM



I write a poem about once a year. Here's one...

#1
In a 1 A.M.
June outage,
I am
beautiful.
But you're a
looker,
a sight
every
single
second.
(For Scott)