…Small talk (VII) Left unfinished…

I’m not really a morning person.
It’s noon I’m after-
Something funny might go here.
That feels like canned laughter.

Seconded.
The jury has been dutifully sequestered.
Funded.
But without the modifications I suggested.

Not to be confused with unfurnished, mind.
Apart from the apartments of the furnished kind.
Business left unfinished.
Something I wrote without you, Inuit.


Twinned to the wind. With a rhyme I couldn’t find.
It dawns on me now how I’m out of my mind – The Great Reduction

 

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