An inchworm appeared
on my desk today.
I can’t be sure how
he got there — maybe
he hitched a ride from me
while I was outside
sneaking a smoke or
maybe he took the long way around
and worked his way in through
an inchworm-sized crack in the foundation.
I watched him for a while and
all I could think of was how hard
he was working…
to get where?
He didn’t belong here.
I swear he looked up at me
and laughed.

April is National Poetry Month so I’ve pledged to write 30 poems this month. Theoretically, that’s one per day but as long as I finish the month with thirty, I’ll consider that a win. Read more about National Poetry Month at the WordPress Blog.