Thursday, February 8, 2007

Open House

The groans of the oven sound like a giant.
Yes, there is a giant in there.
The heat creaks like a little stream running under the floor.
That’s right, we pan it for gold.
But the carpet, the carpet is made of earthworms.
Funny thing, and spotted too.
And the television is strapped to junior’s book bag.
A TV is also a notebook, my friend.
The light fixture is the color of gravel under a flashlight.
I believe it’s scared of the dark.
Your eyes! Your eyes have left rings on the wood.
I’m sorry, these frames have no lenses.

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