POEMS 2003-2006
Old Illnesses Letter to the Gardener Everyday Machines No Repairs Folding Chairs What Winter Damns Escaping the Unliving Brown Pantsuit Love and Summerdust Typeface Harold Flooded Basement The Grove of our Living Room For We Omit the Unimportant Moments Hospital Cafeteria
Folding Chairs
There are two folding chairs out on the balcony, hiding 'round the corner I can't see them, but I know they're there, waiting for the sun
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