EventlessA Poem by Andreawaiting for something to happen...nothing ever does.
The frames stay put
attached to the wall. They were not cleaned, nor did they collect dust. When the faucet knobs were turned the sink filled up with water. When the knobs were turned once more the water flow was halted. The coffee machine brewed three times within the hours and will do so three more times before nightfall. The telephone rang, but no one was there. A dial tone buzzed and the phone was hung up. If you cared to ask, that is the gist of how my day has been. how was yours? © 2012 AndreaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 5, 2012 Last Updated on April 5, 2012 Tags: bored eventless time waste Author
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