Out of Order

Out of Order

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk

Weary hands numbly turn stained pages

As too much coffee scalds my throat

Eyes stumble to the blinded window

Longing for the sight of trees

Letters dance and numbers blurr

I write myself an out of order sign

© 2011 A.A.Romanczuk


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What a fantastic description.....made me feel like I had a hangover after reading it. I wish we could hang out an out of order sign evry once in a while. Loved this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I remember staring out of a apartment window in Hollywood and feeling the same thing ...

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