PUNCHLINES

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Stalled at
The intersection
Of don’t know, and
Which way to go?
Going nowhere
Feast, or famine
Too much
Or, too little
Of everything
Days without sunshine
Shopping with no money
Jokes without punchlines

Scattered
All over, my
Desk, are
The mundane
The sensible
The nostalgic
The maddening
The maudlin
The downright insane
The crumpled
Paper pile
Grows larger
By the minute
I’ll spare you
Further details
From, this dismal
Dreamer

Author: warturoadam77p

70 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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