Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The Leaky Room

Alone as usual, I sat listening to the drops;
I did not utter a word or complain of the sound
I only kindled a fire and huddled into a cover;
My mystery no one yet found
To account for this weird comportment;
All the corners replete with water;
Yet, not an attempt did I make to escape
Immediately a knock on the door;
That was exactly what I had been waiting for.

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