NaPoWriMo Draft 10.

Yes, it’s April 17, which means I’m far far behind, but I can’t believe I’m about to post my tenth poem this month! Especially after the week I’ve had. Vincent is quite recovered, back to daycare tomorrow (Huzzah!), and I rejoin the bookshop in the midst of its regularly scheduled programs. Vincent is utterly stir-crazy, driving us batty, so without further ado, for a little bit (the formatting isn’t coming out quite right, but I’m done fiddling):