Sandra Moor

(Windsor, Ontario, Canada)

In A Vacuum

Poem by Sandra Moor

Clad in an apron with dust flying galore.
Machine parts scattered all over the floor.
Perched atop this mess my spirits started to sag.
Shoot I was just trying to change the bag.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003