Thursday, January 7, 2016

Gj Hart- A Poem


One day,
A letter dropped
Onto my mat

Hand delivered,
I opened it.

My music, it stated
Was too loud.

Shaking with rage,
And tearful
I returned
To the party.

Anything wrong? Shouted a friend.
No, I mouthed,
Turning the speakers
To face the wall.

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