Woe to Wisteria when fetters of obligation bind me to this desk!

Woe to Wisteria when fetters of obligation bind me to this desk!

Coffee
sitting in this morning’s bitter cup
turns to dregs of lukewarm Monday woe
as rising sun beams sweetly
on blossoms and bumblebees of spring,
out there where I am not.
Woe is me!

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