Author: die kleine maus PM
another experiment. I hoped the last stanza would bring everything togetherRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 107 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-15-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2277287
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He shows me a room with walls
And no windows, and says,
"This is freedom." And I sit back
And say, "Sure." The place reeks, though,
So I clamp a hand across my nose,
And I'm crouched like that
Until he goes.
And presses it against his chest.
"This is love." And I lean back
And nod. I like that, even up against
The wall and with my nose uncovered.
And I see words, tumbling across the room and unto his chest.
"This", he says, "is poetry."
And I like that best of all.