How Far Out That Open Window Poem by Riitta Gyllenbogel

How Far Out That Open Window



carries the sound
of a toilet
being flushed?

good
good
grief!

don't mind me,
I’ll just sit here
awhile
and try
to remember to
breath...

Monday, April 8, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: grief
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