Thursday, June 24, 2010


the light that doesn't come in my window
enters instead the house across the road
i watch the plants in their front yard
growing and growing    they're in full bloom
while my own little potted attempts at greenery
keep fading away   drying up   wilting down
if i could pick up my house and turn it right around
i would    let the living room have sunshine
let the living things in the living room have light
for once in their dreary, north-facing lives

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