"I'll Leave a Candle Burning in the Window for You"
An architectural boxcar-inspired poem
We're
Lost Lost Lost
Lost Lost Lost
Lost Lost Lost
___
Call for direction...
Demanding the phone.
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House House House
House House House
House House House
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You're warm.
See candle?
___
Found Found Found
Found Found Found
Found Found Found
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How have y'all been?
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Fine Fine Fine
Fine Fine Fine
Fine Fine Fine
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Everyone laughs...
Hysterical.
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K.A. Smith
K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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