One WeekA Poem by Count HumilusSilence of meMonday the painting was supposed to be done Monday Mirna’s daughter Belke and her son came and cleaned our self proclaimed cardboard box Monday I rented a uhaul. Monday I moved into Lex and Gower Monday I left the Whitley. Tuesday I watched it rain from morning to night Tuesday I watched something change in my eyes Tuesday I sifted through my thoughts, Squinting one eye at the moving street lights Wednesday I attempted to minimally sort out furniture and sorts Wednesday I left this world Wednesday I watched my existence from the corner of my green trim painted living room Wednesday I waited for her all night Wednesday I called the hospitals and the police Wednesday I watched it rain hard from morning to night Thursday I broke Friday I had changed Saturday I had my resolution Sunday I left our world Sunday I helped you leave Sunday all my work came to what I wanted Sunday it didn’t rain © 2009 Count Humilus |
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Added on February 25, 2009 AuthorCount HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more.. |

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