Weekend morning 

one of two 
mental lists

 of what to do 

chores, the yard

 and wash the car 
the list grows long

 I won’t go far. 

I need to have

 some time for me 
words that call

 from chapter three

 
characters that 

need assistance 
writing time

with no resistance. 

But leaves

 are falling everywhere, 
dust the book shelf,

 vacuum stairs, 

clean the garage,

 check the tires, 

prepare the hearth

 for winter fires.

But my character

 is now in danger, 
chapter four

 fighting strangers. 

In chapter five

 she has regrets

with a cowboy

 she calls Rex. 

Fertilize the lawn

 for winter 
sand the door

 remove the splinters

 
leaves in gutter

 must be flushed 
boy this morning

 sure seems rushed.  

But wait I have

 a new sub plot 
to make the story

 change a lot, 

what if my book

 dealt with chores

instead of murder,

love and wars. 

Oh no I think

 I’m going crazy 
avoiding errands

 getting lazy. 

I think I’ll write

 a poem instead. 

Hey, I just did

all in my head.

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