whitely iv.

reporter scribbles notes
underneath the table, at
one point i look over and
i wonder if i can decipher,
knowing i've been there, and
missing it quite a bit, the
short phrases to later be
turned into articles -
notes from the field.

our wonderful local humorist
to spend a day in the community.
that will be good. i smile,
and i am thankful for
the smile, the chance
to end a long day on
a good note in a
confusing world
of mistrust &
misunderstandings.

i'm tired.