Little Fan Poem by Edwina Reizer
Little Fan
I bought myself a little fan
and placed it next to my bed.
I didn't buy it to keep me cool.
I bought it to clear my head.
White noise in my ears
sends me off to sleep
filling my ears with emptiness
so I don't hear a peep.
I need at least six hours
with nothing to think about.
That little fan helps me
except when the power goes out.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness
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