that old familiar unfamiliarity

the sound of a box-fan
running at full speed
by the bed,
itís nearly midnight,
and iím exhausted!

the experience of new things:
an unfamiliar surrounding,
visiting a new city,
moving into a new place,
a new flatmate,
even the simple act
of moving the trash-can at home -
creates an experience of newness,
unfamiliarity

i remember when i got my first place,
i ate at a local sandwich shoppe
every night after work for a while -
standing at the end of the dock,
observing the movements of the river,
i felt peace, i felt power
(anything can happen from here,
iím diving into the unknown)

the sound of a box-fan
running at full speed
by the bed,
itís nearly midnight,
and iím exhausted!

4/29/14




Poetry by Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-05-04 at 01:49

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Rob Graber
I like how the paradox is encased by the box fan. Enjoyable!
2014-05-04


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Experiencing , the new , new surroundings
When all is new , yet to others all is so familer
Noteisce out , all is nowt to them
To you all is brand spanking new
New beginnings , new hopes
2014-05-04