Wymark's Room

Ah! Four walls, one ceiling, one floor, 
a window, two doors, one restroom
no bed, tons of roaches, one chair
no ashtrays, no TV, no radio
one leaking shower faucet
one clogged sink
one triple sofa
one fridge
one fan
Ah! 
zero flip flops
one fire extinguisher
one bookcase, two forks
two glasses, three pencils
three termites, four knives
four magazines, five socks
five strange boxes, six pears
six rat traps, seven thermometers
seven years living here, eight hours to go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Guzzi Avatar
May 16, 2014 at 9:48 PM
Wow - that reads very hip! Beat poetry? I'd hope it wasn't true? Light & Love
Dietrich Avatar
May 13, 2014 at 7:10 PM
my gosh, who is this Wymark character? You know, I took that last part as a symbol of doom, that he was finally going to die in about eight hours. Or was he simply moving out as Paul thinks?? I enjoyed this one.
Callus Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 8:31 AM
Intriguing....yet you stuck this out for 7 years!! most original. // paul
Lamoureux Avatar
April 11, 2014 at 5:41 PM
Sounds like you are getting out just in time.
Eastman Avatar
April 11, 2014 at 3:58 PM
Your poems are unique and fascinating to read... Keep writing!
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