UPDATE: I'm free from the hospital. Thanks for the good wishes. Carry on.
It’s still National Poetry Month, or I have renamed it: National Magnetic Poetry Month Using the Geek-Themed Set I found at Target for a Dollar in College.
This was my attempt at romance but ended in a ode to food, as most poems do.
This here below would've been the actual text if I'd had more prepositions/control of my brain.
(I'm in the hospital because lupus may be attacking the old noggin.)
Anyway, here it is:
NACHOS: A LOVE STORY
Boost me up!
But protect our love.
So we can be
content in this,
our new planet.
there is joy