Office Bound.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Office Bound....
so many things
to do
a little dread
more dreams
pinch of love
a bowl of bickering
howling hatred
a piece of plum
souring scours
family farting
a vase by the window
of red roses
a glass frame of our
two worlds
this bright day
oh sun, sunshine
a little passing rain
dripping
black umbrella folding
upon itself
wearing news
new shoes and this
blue car
into the streets we
go
office bound.
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