chairA Poem by Everett Dulinhangingi think its about over all i can do stare at the wall light blue paint over spray splatter staring at the wall, blurred now my head caught at ceiling fan level soft-cream crown rims and popcorn-ceiling finish labels plaster constellations as witness swinging staring at the wall the ocean is wide and blue and my solitary chambers the same ceiling level treading but the chair has still fallen
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1 Review Added on June 15, 2025 Last Updated on June 17, 2025 AuthorEverett DulinWAAboutEverett Dulin. Might see my chapbook soon. unfortunately this site has problems ig, filler.sophical more.. |

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