The exercise:
Write about something that is: backlogged.
Finally got around to weeding out our swiss chard this morning. With the restaurant ordering several pounds of it each week it was really worth doing.
This evening I got started with cleaning up the garlic we harvested... um, too long ago. Thankfully they didn't seem to mind the delay, as the vast majority of the bulbs I worked with looked really good. It was a nice change compared to previous years, which saw close to fifty percent of the garlic damaged due to either bugs or being left in the ground too long.
Mine:
He sits in silence,
Not in peace -
For his work never
Seems to cease.
His poor desk trembles,
Starts to tilt;
All of this pressure
Makes him wilt.
His sigh is heavy,
His heart cold,
As he keeps doing
What he's told.
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