I can’t get
my ceiling fixed;
I don’t have time
to do my laundry
and I can’t
find a way
to be introduced
to the woman
I keep seeing
in the library
but last night
a friend of mine
was depressed
and wanted to talk
and when she found me
she smiled and said,
“I’ve been looking for you.”
Originally Published:
April 15, 2023,
Poetry Pause,
the League of Canadian Poets’ poem-a-day email program
Fall 1997,
The Cormorant,
published at the University of New Brunswick in Saint John
