Old Oak Chair

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Old Oak Chair

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Old Oak Chair

Poem by: Juli Monat

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Genre: Other

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Summary

An old man.

Summary

An old man.

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Submitted: March 12, 2013

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Submitted: March 12, 2013

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This madness, has its logical side,

You're, such a cool, maniac, beauty-

megalomaniac, disturbing, my time-almanac,

what's the idea; marking and counting,

each, and evry day, on your calendar,

always watching, funny cartoons, yes, those-

crazy, looney tunes!

Sitting still?...Never empty, nor vacated,

That old, oak chair,

enjoying, night-day-mare, falling sky,

heavy-dirty-air...

scratching your head, stretch,

long pale, legs...worry no debts!

In front, your non-working

TV-set,

nothing wrong, when is time to fill-

dreams, to belong...Visions!

from a man, who doesn't want, turning back,

memories...round-square, cube-ice,

This madness, has its logical side,

You! Fool to tell,

Lunatic, a bad joke, cigarrette,

for no one to smoke,

Good-bye to them, within you!

By: Juli Monat

Copyright (c) 2013

 


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