Solo Kayak Trip: Revolutionary Improv Blogging Poem

She left after my invitational request.
I, not knowing she would go
alone,
showered,
watched TV,
drank orange juice
fixed a dock,
pinched my finger,
repaired a computer.

She had
the better sunset.

Maybe the planets will
align for us
tomorrow morning.

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