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ChrisHalf400Flute 02

 

 

The Tiniest of Poems

My Problem

My poems are too short


Bored

The most attractive women
always sit on the left side of the bus

You

Why me?


Afraid

Why so Much
Why so many

Youwho

What is it those Grandparents do
While they are waiting to see you?

 

A Speck

In a room amongst a sea of flickering yellow lights
was a composer who thought he was something special

look out your window my friend
your den is only a playpen

The and And

the the
and the and
were and and the
and the and and
and the the and

and the and
to the the
while the the
the the and

so the the the
and and and
until
the the and the and
the the
and and

the and