(god) DAMMIT
Sitting here
Drinking coffee,
Scarfing down
A cheese Danish,
Waiting for the atheists
To arrive.
A movie night
With the Okinawa
Freethought Society,
Gonna watch a flick
About how religion’s
“The Root of All Evil,”
By Richard Dawkins.
But it’s already 8 p.m.
And no one’s
Showed up yet.
Goddamit!
Where the hell
Are they?
By David Allen
Type Dancing 
DAMMIT DAVID
Posted: December 14, 2014 in PoetryTags: comment, dammit, David Allen, deadline, news, newspapers, poetry, public affairs officer, reporting
DAMMIT DAVID
By David Allen
“Got a comment?”
I asked the Public Affairs Officer.
“When’s your deadline?” he asked.
“Three hours,” I said.
“Dammit,” he replied.
“How do you spell that?” I asked.
“D-A-V-I-D.”
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