this page in my moleskine
has a scrawl of circle and line
right in the middle,
a gift from my girlie
in a moment of my own vexation
the product of the intersection
of her energy and my frustration
at my inability to get something done
I write around it now
the words skipping over the scrawl
just as the flow of my life
has found a new center
an impediment, to be sure
but a focus, and force
of energy and creativity
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Wow dude, I really like this! Parenthood in 15 lines. Nice.