Monday, December 26, 2011

December 26 editing tastes like peas

I push words around on the page like peas I don't want to eat.

Here, there and back again, I continue to move them around,
hoping a solution will eventually reveal itself or that my mother
will give up.

I was, and am, a tenacious little shit. This could go on for awhile.


Stacy Hurt said...

LOL! What, you don't have a dog?

lisa said...

Stacy: I do not. The cats wouldn't approve and they don't like peas either.
Seems I'm going to have to finish the verses on my own.