Sunday, September 12, 2004

 

00h40m00s

the time of day when few walk the surface
not many round these days
filling cups of dust, sweeping films of liquid
a tim tam and a drink
another bowl to sanitise
sunrise comes, sunrise goes
calling sleep and dreams pass by the door
silence once more



# posted by marvin @ 8:47 AM
Comments:
I just didn't think it was possible to make a nice poem about cleaning! Good work:)
# posted by Blogger earthkissed : 13:14
 
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