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September 24, 2011

Another hotel and nice enough.
I detect no funny smell.
No offending spots on the carpet.
I do not hear my neighbors through the walls.
The pictures are even lovely.
But the pillows are bad.
The pillows are quite bad.
Therefore All is ruined.
I wake again and again in the night
punch the pillow fruitlessly.
In the morning my neck aches.
Oh the pillows are quite bad.
I think fondly of sharing my pillow
at home with Miles of the curly black 
hair and the long eyelashes.
Miles Louis, who showers my face
with kisses upon waking.
My darling Miles. 
The over-sized miniature poodle.
I will be home in two more days.
He cannot know that
but I do.

2 thoughts on “September 24, 2011

  1. Thanks thanks! I do love that dog so much.

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