Silent
swift wind,
sweeps tables
clear. Scattered
thoughts,
in disarray,
vacuous heat,
claiming,
the day.
Furrowed brow,
shaking fist,
stomping feet,
writing
bad poetry,
in this
heat.
Tag Archive: Humor
Breaking the glass,
in case, of emergency.
Checklist:
Dictionary, got it.
Thesaurus, thank God!
Speling? speling?!
Spelling book, whew.
Remington, a savior,
dark times,
pen and paper, familiar
companions.
The Internet, is gone.
Hoping, it’s just us.
Holding out.
Fifteen, grueling
minutes. Hoping
someday,
someone,
will find,
this message,
in this
bottle.
Ringing…
curiously
George, answers
the
banana.
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