5.28.2011

news of the city

In the middle of the night:
Crash!
Clatter!
Boom!
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle.
Kathleen about had a heart attack, but it was only the kitchen utensils and spices falling off the wall. . .


3 comments:

Repeater 7 said...

Good-Bye Walls

I've come to balk with you again
Your view is small
You stay plumb
I jump when...

...I see a tile
that can part from its vast field
and bide awhile
'jist talk a li'l of how it feels...

...to suspend
some hopes and dreams
of grand souffle'
instead of halving Krispy-Kremes

So here's the jump
And it can be done again
Jist ice this lump
'n call King's horses and his men



again

K said...

Thought I was dreaming. NOT. It stayed on the wall longer enough to feed streams of hungry folk and shall be back up to feed more.

K said...

Correction. long enough. I was going to say longer than it should have considering how it was installed. Har har.