Unless I'm still on west coast time, 5/29/09

Damn it. I looked at my wrist

My watch telling me that I'd missed

My daily deadline

To record things in rhyme.

Yet I've no time to be ful of wist.

After all, for all things there's a first

Time. And it's not the worst

Thing that's come to pass

That a day has elapsed

And I didn't observe it in verse.