by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

Twas an Interesting Day

The Constant Dense Fog Has Set In

No Sunlight For Weeks

& I Mean Weeks

With At Least A Month to Go

The Town Is In Constant Low Light

Like A Drinkign Den

Perhaps 1/3 The Normal Lumens Factor

So People Should Look Less Ugly – In Theory

Today In My Building Work I Crawled

Under A House On Piles

Avoiding The Rat Piss Where Needed

But Failing At Least Half The Time

Crawling Over & Under Low Beams

In True Guerilla Warfare Fashion

Then As I Was Going To Lunch In My Beastly Car

A Stupid Traveller Thought The Two Way Road

That Is A Duel House Driveway & Public River Access

Was A One Way Road

The Head On Was Narrowly Averted

I Get Home

Where’s My Phone?

I Call It

It’s Not In My Car

It’s Not In My Room

It’s Under The F*cking House Somewhere

On The Jobsite

The Lesson to Be Learnt:

When You Crawl Under A House

You Lose Most Of What’s In Your Pockets

No Matter How Hard You Try To Avoid It

This Is Also Why Cell Phones Are Sh*t

You’re Always Worried About Losing Them

& It’s Just A Matter Of Time Until You Do

Lucky This Phone Is Just A “Chuck Phone”

Made To Not Give A Sh*t About

But Then I Must Care A Little

As I’ve Written A Poem About It.