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It's Sunday Morning

Claudia Skipper

And I'm alive and well.
No I will not go to church.
For it is too early.
I will fall asleep again and wake up around 12:30.

I'll pray, but I won't go to church.
I'm not going to mosque, either.

I will stay here and listen to the wind.
I will watch the snow fall.
I will wonder what the hell has happened to me.
I will figure out all the answers.
I will wonder what's so special about these Sundays.

I'm not going to think.
I'm going to sleep.
I'm not going to listen to you.
Because I'm not going to church today.

Claudia Skipper has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Claudia's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Claudia's latest works:

Ostrich Lullaby

Submitted Apr 21st, 08:31

i drowned

Submitted Apr 11th, 10:29

People are Dogs and Dogs are People

Submitted Mar 26th, 20:58