Saturday, April 24, 2010

Einstein's desk

Einstein’s desk flowed
over with work
he was right

in the middle of life
when he died
looking forward

to finishing up
this or that, and starting
the other

death took him
in stride


~written in response to SkyBluePink Poetry Prompt "Einstein's Desk" - thanks, Alice!~
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