Impossible Poem
How can this be?!
Not even 12 hours ago I was here.
Sitting comfortably in my living room,
dazing into the luxurious big screen.
Not only 12 hours ago was I inside,
slowly getting ready for the day.
12 hours later I return,
to this. To what?!
To nothing.
An empty field now sits
where my house used to be.
Not a board, not a shingle,
not even a nail on the ground.
Almost like it was never there.
How can this be?
Impossible!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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How do you "daze?" Or are you "in a daze?"
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