From Writing Notebook 2021, published in 2022.
372.
obsolete
as of five PM –
that’s me. You?
No better?
Not in a forgiving mood,
this Tuesday, is it?
10/2/21
373.
Ten minutes
and I’m still gasping
This vile strong
black coffee
Ten sugars please stir quickly
Can you save my life?
11/12/21
374.
Love and lies.
How you test my heart.
Please, you say,
forgive me
Wry and charming always works.
This time I say No.
11/12/21
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
When I first read 372, I read it as not knowing what day it is. I think it works that way too. That’s me in a nutshell. (K)
Yes. I like it that you saw that. It’s given me another thought path to follow. And I marvel once again at the power of words to bring meaning, and meanings!
They do! A continual pleasure.
All three of these poems strike me as being about exhaustion – physical, mental, and emotional. I like the way even the staccato structure supports the idea of fatigue. As someone who is really running on fumes right now, I find these poems very relatable.
Yes. I like that characterization. There are so many ways that life can drain us all right.