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To Flush a Frown - July 18, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jul 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

to flush a frown

 

reading a poem in the New Yorker

magazine on that seat for the derriere

my ignorance starts to grumble from

references obscured by odd dialogue

 

I’m lost in a mind maze 

little chance of getting out

so I go back and read it

a second  third  fourth time

 

eventually I finish one of my

two challenges  get up and leave

 

I’ll let you guess which one

doesn’t have a chance in hell

of a clean quick escape

 

you’re not allowed to flush a frown 

remember  only toilet paper

is permitted in the bowl

 
 
 

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