Sink Hole - Poem by Laurence Overmire
He made the mistake of standing on top of the television set.
He thought maybe he could conquer it, I guess
It swallowed him up and burped him out into an
And if we don’t pay $149.95 in six easy installments
We’ll probably never see him again.
(Previously published in The Short North Gazette, Jan.2003)
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