The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the
kitchen crooked to take a place in the light,
the closet door opened, because I used it before, it
kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.
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a poem about existence that gave me a lot to think. the last few sentences really take chords with me.
There are unused electricity plugs all over my house if I ever needed them. The kitchen window is open, to admit air... The telephone- sad to relate- sits on the floor- I haven't had the money to get it connected- very nice poem. tony
On my search not the perfect poem about music, this ones in my top five
great poem that gave me a lot to think!