well, it happened again.
wrote a poem
and lost it on this
infernal
Macintosh.

I wrote a poem
about how damned
bad I was feeling
tonight.

and then the computer
swallowed it
forever.

maybe it's telling
me, "People don't care
if you feel bad.
Write about something
else."

well, it's just not my
night.
might as well go into
the other room and
sleep it
away.

come on, reader,
let's do that.
maybe the morning
will look
better.

still, I liked the poem
that nobody will
ever
read.

© Frank Silvanski