Thank you everybody for your kind comments. I get a private chuckle from this poem becuse I spent twelve years trying to break into one of the famous journals I'd been reading all my life. I was very sure that if I were to ever succeed, it would be with an ambitious poem of distilled heartache. Instead, the poem that let me in was this silly little sonnet about sitting on my sofa watching bad TV with my dog. I even remember thinking how ridiculous it was to send it in with the more somber pieces...
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