I'm so bad
At getting things done
There are just so many things…
Wash the dishes
Take the clean dishes out of the dishwasher first
Sort the glasses from the mugs
Need to take a shower
But I'm hungry…
Here's a poem
Write it down
What did I do with that pen?
I'm still hungry
But the dirty dishes are in the way
And the clean dishes need to be sorted
But I could really use a shower first
I ought to call Christina
To offer her my father's writing desk
But she's not home
She loves to write letters
The desk is too small for me
My father will understand
I'm still hungry
And where is that pen?
Walk through the living room looking…
What can I do without?
I can give this sofa away
Have I eaten yet?

I wrote the poem