two truths and a lie
twenty books stacked in front of
me and a coffee mug
balancing on top
the airport is crowded today.
everyone seems to have
black suitcases and designer watches
the air smells of french fries drifting
down from the fast food restaurant
fifty feet away.
i'd like to tell you that
most of this poem is a lie.
it's rainy and cold and my
blue umbrella is soaked-
yes, i'm telling the truth now.
today was quite a nasty day. maybe
tomorrow will be better.
I had a lot of fun with Kelli's prompt today!