Why I Am Lonely Sometimes
I say hey listen to this new poem I wrote
and she says okay so I read it
then I tell her it's a sonnet and I
probably go too far because I actually
say the words quatrain and iambic feet
Later I walk into the bedroom
where she's watching TV
and she says what
are you gonna tell me
how water turns to ice?
poem by Don McWilliams
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