To Flush a Frown - July 18, 2024

Gary Hunter
Jul 18, 2024
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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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