Jan 12, 2009 19:55
My friend came over
to visit since he was bored.
He played Fallout 3.
Finally he left
I thought he'd never go home
I have work to do.
My plans for the night
are thrown off. (Don't get me wrong,
I like seeing him.)
(Some hours later, I
come back to this tab, as I
left it unfinished.
I am sleepy, so
poor haiku will have to do
before I go crash.)
poetry,
rl