the printing press rolls on

i stare at the stack

of New Yorker Magazines

on the table.

two of them

are coasters for my coffee cup.

another is a resting

place for my tuna sandwich

and a pickle.

have i read them all?

hardly.

skimmed through most

of them

though.

love the cartoons

and movie reviews.

i wish the print was larger.

i need to email

them at some point,

and tell them that, soon.

occasionally i'll find an

article 

of interest, an essay of sorts

that i'll actually read

all the way through.

but i'm amazed at how quickly

another one falls

through the mail slot

before i'm done with 

the last one.

when i'm finished i'll give

a stack to you.