not so much as a dent...

This makes me think about whether or not things really matter to people as much as they should. There are certain things that people overthink and there are certain things people brush off too easily when they should care more about them. This poem gives me all of these thoughts out of four short lines. That is beautiful.

I love the comment, since I think that
that's what a poem should do, give rise
to more thoughts..:)

thanks...

You never fall flat. I found it witty. Maybe its good he left her flat, he might have been stuck with the implant bill.

oh!..:)

Your sharp mind created another gem, Paul.
Like it very much.

I'm glad, thanks, Chi...

Maybe you have to start hanging out with Monet :)

oh I love Monet, but I
could never have lived with
him, it would all have
been a blur...

blessed be
master'o
poo'etic
quick      zingaroo

quickly written,
best forgotten,
that's me...