The first morning I knew we had neighbors
they came inside, ate, used the drill to make
a ledge for items, and left. The were some celebrities
who lived down the street, those who came over
that day were not celebrities. Weeks later, I returned
their drill, gave them back the aluminum pan used
for the roast, and let them live in their house once again.
4 comments:
I absolutely love this - its brevity - wonderfully compact imagery - masses of leaps and bounds
AnnMarie, you've made me feel wonderful. So many thanks.
a very funny strange poem
i quite like it
like annmarie said
masses of leaps & bounds
moves in it's own way
thanx
~jenn
Feels like life, and so appreciated, Jordan!
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