Window Seat Dreary
By Jean Calvin
Sat, 27 Jan 2007
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I sit,
weary in my dreary.
Alone in my seat-
at the window.
I roll,
twist,
stretch-
but not one can I cure my dreary.
The engine screaming-
throosh
throsh!
THROOSH!
Moaning on for eternity.
I sit,
weary in my dreary.
Alone in my seat-
at the window-
-4 hours to go.
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