What do you think
Has the higher possibility of happening,
A pigeon drinking wine
Or our meeting tonight?
It looks like
The pigeon is going to have its wine
At an obligatory drinking party
For which I apologize
Such a naughty pigeon!
When will it stop drinking wine?
May I have an appointment
With my favorite guy?
Before another animal would
Find another odd deed to try!
I am free most days next week
I wish I could book them all
But I’d better be less greedy and take
Thursday and Saturday at nightfall.
I’m going to a story-telling event
Why don’t you come over if you can?
It starts at 8 on Thursday I believe
There’s a site to reserve in advance
It sounds interesting; I’d like to go
And how about Sunday though?
Another busy day for me it looks
But I mixed up the date so
No storytelling, I’m free
…Two hours tonight, no?
Not possible, I suppose
I’d better go home then
And meet you on Thursday
Sorry and thank you.
And the conversation ends.
Another day, another silly
Verse about a hunt for sneeze;
And about seeing you trying to comfort
A digital crying baby.
There are music notes
And the read status.
And a cold dark empty valley.
Written out of an absurd amusement over a nonsense chat.