ReDoingTheUndone: roaming the halls of an empty hospital in the wee hours

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Friday, February 26, 2010

Now which button do I push?

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I like to take old furniture and fix

The broken parts. I buy it second-hand

In stores where all the goods are marred with nicks.

I never buy the things which cannot stand

On two legs all alone. Replacing legs

Is just a bit beyond my grasp. Besides,

I wouldn't take a chair that sits and begs

To be redone. I like a chair that hides

Its worth behind a mask of dust and time

But knows no real success until I find

It hiding there and know it is sublime

And grand.) I've saved the power of this eye

To animate the chair I choose to buy.

(I wrote everything in sonnet form in High School).