Saturday December 15th, 2018

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: the day after the office Christmas party.

2 comments:

Greg said...

So how was your office Christmas party? Did you all get a few drinks and take the bowling lanes? :)

The day after...
Madame Sosostris stirs, her hangover
Beats war drum rhythms in her head. She wishes
- almost - that she were dead. But the future
Must be observed. She deals the cards again.

Marc said...

Greg - dinner was delayed enough that we basically mingled, ate dinner, had dessert, then got out of there. The wine at the table was decent, at least.

Nice choice for this prompt. I can certainly picture Madame Sosostris with a hangover, and it is not a pretty image...