Bench Therapy Poem by Andy Barrette
Bench Therapy
I'd take a swinging bench
over a stuck one any day
for its sounds that fill the silence
when I don't know what to say.
Its gentle creaks console me
when I can't comfort myself
and it's rusty chains will rock away
the pains of my poor health.
(08/20/09)
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: chains
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