I thought I should write a blog

Before I went to bed

But my brain is somewhat raw

So I’ll write a poem instead

Today was good

By no means great

I ushered at the theater

Watching people graduate

Then I went home to Dante

Thinking ‘my poor sick cat!’

But the moment I walked in the door

He walked out, sauntered like a brat

And roamed the neighborhood all day

But came home to sleep

I out to bill him for his health

Snarky little creep

This evening I went to a mosque

And watched the service they held

I’m not one for religion, mostly

But I was compelled

It was basically homework

For my internship

So of the many waters of faith

I took a tiny sip

I wore a hijab

I sat with the ladies and kids

Feeling like a stranger and a fake

Doing what my professor bids

Now I’m home and I can’t sleep

At least not peacefully

Because it’s summer and all damn day

I did nothing for me

Poetry helps me out sometimes

It’s like a silly game

But this and a true vacation

Are totally not the same