In the Window

r. miller alt lit, free verse, poetry April 29, 2015 1 Minute

Today is a cancelled stamp.
Stomping over the greenest of fevers,
I grope for something
I can really dig my fingers into.

The lingering sense of frustration
I get from living
with a lingering sense of frustration
is an occupational hazard.

I’m punctual, only at the wrong times.
How much longer
will my reflection endure
in the window?

-r. miller

Published by r. miller

I'm a fan of beards, cardigan sweaters, and good weed. Sometimes I write, and sometimes, people enjoy it. View all posts by r. miller

Published April 29, 2015

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