Trash Poem

I do not feel
like writing
a poem today.

But I made
a promise
and from it
I should not sway.

I'm groggy,
and hungry,
and bored
to boot.

And Im pretty
sure the point of
this poem is
moot.

But I met my daily goal
and today, that is all that
really matters.

Now, I will go
to feed my face
and get a little fatter.

by Noemi Lee

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