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Thursday, January 28, 2010

GRAIN OF RICE

I am a grain of rice.
I fell into the sink when
My rice grain buddies and I were
Being washed and rinsed.
I am sad.
The drain is lonely.
Come back,
Do not leave me here.
It is dark and
The garbage disposal is
Loud. Tell him to
Turn his TV down.
Please.
This is an apartment complex,
Not a house in the middle of nowhere.

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