Broken Piano

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Broken Piano

I am an empty inbox
A return to sender
Status: failed delivery
An unanswered submission
A yawning aching waiting
A pile of dirty dishes
Well, if you’re bored … you could always clean your room

An empty crib
Quiet, no longer waiting
A restless yawning
A metallic tasting
The laundry folding
On broken piano
Quiet un-played keys

And outside,
The thaw is starting
Little rivers running all over my street
The birds a-singing
Their song a-breaking
My restless heart
And trembling knees


I wrote this poem today. I didn’t really mean to, I was just sitting at my laptop, working on some art work and I flipped to facebook to mess around, and blurgh … out it fell … right out my brain and into my fingers and onto my keyboard. I haven’t written a poem (to memory) in my life! (though surely I must have in school!)

I think I like this one. It says just how I feel today.


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