Death of a SalesmanA Poem by Dig a PonyI've been writing a lot during Theatre lately...this is one of the end productsIndifference, she says she needs some time to sink before she can swim
Accidents, he drowned in a pool of happenstance when the light became dim What to do, I snapped a string in my piano while writing you a symphony In the hall, a decent hat hangs waiting to be worn by someone that's not me Happenstance of the day will fill tomorrow's headlines, but I'm not looking for a cover story. I'm just awiting on the waiter who waited on me to bring me some tea Indifference, the cat's in the cradle sleeping with a canary Accidents, the lawyer shot my waiter and I never got my tea What to do, midnight strikes the clock to three, new dance steps In the hall, awaits a foreign mail carrier in your new satin dress Happenstance of tomorrow making headlines today I'm not a sailor; I'm just waiting on my cover story Find a new waiter; I'm still waiting for my tea Accidents, I hope the lawyer has a good lawyer © 2008 Dig a Pony |
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