Another Tuesday,

not a turning point

just a stop along the way.

I look around and wonder

What did I forget to do today?

A night spent doing laundry

Which is never done as well

My mind is in a quandary,

But my blog an empty shell

I started to write a story,

But another one interfered

I tried to tell it sorry,

But it didn’t listen to me,

Instead insisting on its own glory

So tonight I wrote a little tale

So new, so bright, so bold

And I can’t wait to get it out of jail

Once the other one is told.