-


Thus I

Thus the sound of the one foot
dipping into the sink
and the other into the toilet
grew too impatient
and too tired of all injustice,
all steep compliance invokes,
framing what fortified normality
can stress in conversation.

Thus the sound,
in the mire's resilient rest,
reinvented all.




Poetry by Bob
Read 601 times
Written on 2008-03-01 at 02:40

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text