No pen again!

No pen again?

I could swear I

bought out the store.

Have you seen

the scissors

or the tape?

I mean

I had them here before.

My keys seem to be missing,

I can’t hear my phone vibrate.

I know I filed it somewhere

I hope I’m not too late.

Was it dentist or teeth

or medical?

I’m sure it’s somewhere smart

that would make perfect sense

if I just knew where to start.

This frustrating, tear-producing talent

has just one bright spot:

This year I hid my own Easter eggs.

Will you find them?

I cannot!

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)