One, Two, Three (Sad)

Poem By Poet of the River

One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Trapped behind a wooden door.
Burning down,
Hit the floor,
Locked behind my burning door.

Comments about One, Two, Three (Sad)

Good. There is a poignant meaning in there somewhere. Read mine - An Acutely Obtuse Pythagorean Lyric - Adeline


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