I am going to the unoccupied territory

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

For my holiday, I am going to the unoccupied territory if there  is one

I’d rather stay in bed like Pascal waiting for my vision.

Can’t you see when you get up?

It’s what I see, the kitchen floor, the washing up

Can’t you get help?

Only for writing

That seems odd

I’n in Luck down

I hit my bad hand on a shelf in the fridge

Get rid of it!

Which?

The shelf.

I’ll mull  it over

Goodbye

 

 

Published by Katherine

Poetry writer and author

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3 thoughts on “I am going to the unoccupied territory”

  1. Insomnia is a real pain.How in winter we long for the dawn.Yet fear our feelings that hang over like war clouds
    Time helps some.I can’t go away as I am having to maintain distance and can’t walk far.I need that man with a car

  2. Insomnia is a real pain.How in winter we long for the dawn.Yet fear our feelings that hang over like war clouds
    Time helps some.

  3. Very nice calming coment on your da that seems oddly like mine too. Thanks Katherine When you say “holiday” what holiday are you referriung to? All is well her but for my blasted insomnia that has had hold of me for many years.

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