It is morning almost one
I reach out for it
fingers fumbling
first in a satsuma of haiku
then in my glass of false tooth
my gruntle is gone.
It was there last night
I remember distinctly
smiling fondly at a childhood memory
before removing it
and dousing my thoughts
with the light.
I search the world but
everything I find
convinces me that
I'm disgruntled.
gruntle. v. 1938, in gruntled "pleased, satisfied," a back-formation from disgruntled. The original verb (early 15c.) meant "to utter a little or low grunt."
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