- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Deep Down
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Click hereThe trash can is balanced precariously
on the edge of a chunk of snow.
Toppling back and forth in the wind
it manages to hold on
until I walk by
and leave it there.
It might sit there for days
like the mail next to it
in the box that’s been frozen shut
from Monday until Thursday.
Friday is the day I curse,
kick and claw at the icy gray mess
until my nails rip through.
The envelopes in my hand
remind me to search for a letter
I once held from the IRS
and then set down.
Maybe I will do that today
after I stuff more envelopes full of thank-yous
when in actuality, all I want is to confess
that deep down I really don’t care.
- COMMENTS
sweet GA peachesover 16 years agoquite funny how they always seem to come in
unsettled, and then you realize you have to
play the part, ease into it.. in time for it
to leave, and then THANK YOU, it is OVER !
see ya next year, LOL...... I like it, and I
have missed ya !
sGp
twelveooneover 16 years agoIffy to end on a cliche, you should do a little more play with the title to avoid the obvious. But it worked for me.
LeBrozover 16 years agoQuite vivid imagery, expressing what many wish they could express in this poem's ending.
