By Lillis Lish
The Alphabet Game
Alone, i sit, Bored and unemployed,
Chances are i might never find work, Despite numerous applications, resumes and references.
Enough time has passed, i no longer believe, For i being realistic,
Given my age, Hopeless, I become more and more each day.
Juxtaposed, i Kill time Letting Myself become Nothing.
Only to find Purpose, in Quality, Resourcefulness and Sanity.
Time, is my enemy, forming Ulcers Verbally,
Watching, Xeroxed, Yellowed, Zebras, form in my mind.
About The Author
Ms. Lish has had several poems published in anthologies. She has two grown children, both married. She works in the healthcare field when she is not writing. She resides in Seattle, Washington with one very feisty, well-loved cat. This is her first novel. If you would like to reach her, please email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.