2: 55 A.M. Poem by RIC BASTASA
2: 55 A.M.
at this hour
the exhaust fan of the computer
sounds loudest
second to that
is the murmur of each key
as i press upon
a letter
to make this
waking poem
make
its faintest sound
it is like
the sigh of the pin
dropping
on the carpeted
floor
of an empty room
with doors and
windows
closed.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
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