Looking out into the open

January 24, 2011
By , Seattle, WA
Looking out into the open
The way the old coffee mug sat there
With a small bit of coffee still sitting at the bottom
It still had that old coffee smell.
The way the book was just left open,
For someone to come back,
Pick it up and complete it with
A life of cliff hanging.
The way the clock… didn’t make
A soothing tick tock sound keeping
It a quite and droopy environment
The way Ms. Lachman hung on the
Miniature podium.
With the black white and green complementing
Each other across the paper.
The way the Adverb/Gerund/preposition poster
Mocked me with its confusing way of fitting
And working together.
The way the students kept on marching away
And chugging on with their theme and plot story
The way the posters from Shorewood’s past plays
Hung in chronological order; 1968-2010.
They way Hanna sat there with a confused and
Utterly dumbfounded look.
Not knowing were to go from her standing point.
The way 9 different people were gone away with
there headphones in there ears.
Looking up once in a while
Noticing that it isn’t just them and the computer
In front of them.

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