fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
10.08.2013
into the wind
Two chairs faced out to sea. The wind picked up. It seemed like fall was here at last. Soon the chairs will have to come inside. Well, one of them will. The other is scheduled for the dump. Like the roof. . .
The sun shone on the roof, the wind blew and Sandy too, the nails they rotted bit by bit, et up by salt and age and shit, and now the shingles fly away, tacked back on another day but not a one is there to stay
4 comments:
I'll take the chair.
Change of Reason
these are outside chairs,
young lady
they’re used to what fares, moonlit prayers
and rocking, maybe
don’t take them in
all rugs and socks,
and gin
that brown box
out here it’s wind and wing
shrieked, creaked, bit
wile, wit, then sit
in spring
that was a good one...what's a matta with de roof?
The sun shone on the roof, the wind blew and Sandy too, the nails they rotted bit by bit, et up by salt and age and shit, and now the shingles fly away, tacked back on another day but not a one is there to stay
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