“Hello Doom. I’m Gloom.”
“Hello Gloom. You’re here with whom?”
“I’m alone, dear Doom. Lonely as a tomb.”
“Is that so, Gloom? Let’s pair up and find a room.”
It has rained most of the day.
The puppy has been stuck inside
with diarrhea
and most of his usual energy.
Every time I get comfortable
he’s onto me for a game.
I love the rain
but not the gloom
and keep flicking switches
trying to make sunshine
out of lightbulbs.
My fringe is in my eyes
and i need a shower
and the house smells
of dog pooh
and my coffee’s gone cold.
The wind outside
says “shshshshshshshsh”
and i keep quiet
while chasing
the news stories
from my mind.
I looked at the clock this afternoon and couldn’t believe it was only 3pm.
Oh dear, puppy diarrhea is no fun.
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🙂 Yes, no fun. But I think he’s getting better.
Yes. There’s no change in lighting on a rainy day. It’s like living in a windowless room.
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