Feeling kind of antsy, pissed off, restless, today.

So I wrote a poem:

Delights
You bring me
hand-picked treasures
you know will delight me
will divert my attention
from your intentions.

Did you learn this trick from
Mister Pisaura mirabilis
the spider who presents
his heart’s desire with
a silk-wrapped bug?
(c) April 2011, Christina Crowe

Always makes me feel better when I write something.