Poetic Asides So Blank

 So We Hang Out

(HexSonnetta)

 

While morning’s cold and dim

And with your mom away

With you I need to stay

You’re up and full of vim

To write, the chances slim

And so, I watch you play

 

You buzz and squeal and smile

You turn and dance and rock

With no thoughts of the clock

Watch Veggie Tales awhile

In repetitious style

I think, while taking stock

 

A man, at twenty-four

A childhood with no door