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Posted by susan47 on April 22, 2006, at 7:51:38
I empty into the toilet,
I flush,
and the toilet breaks
it is broken
the toilet was made of glass
you see
you see
you see so much when
your life is uncovered
and you have been spewing into
a vessel
which cannot hold anything
and the toilet breaks
and you are left having
to apologize to the person
who has to clean up the mess
What I have emptied
is words
Posted by Jai Narayan on April 30, 2006, at 22:57:57
In reply to The toilet, posted by susan47 on April 22, 2006, at 7:51:38
Posted by James K on May 8, 2006, at 12:56:16
In reply to Re: The toilet; I love this poem (nm), posted by Jai Narayan on April 30, 2006, at 22:57:57
I've feel I've done that here. Hi, Jai and susan47, it is good to see you around.
James K
Posted by Jai Narayan on May 12, 2006, at 21:20:45
In reply to Me too, posted by James K on May 8, 2006, at 12:56:16
hey, it's so nice to see you, James K, in this neck of the poetic woods.
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