William B. Tell

Time to go now

Can I take that apple from your hand

And play William B. Tell?

The everyday environment

In it’s hostile simplicity.

An annoyance made larger than life

Penetrates like rocks through glass.

If I click my heels three times, could I go home?

Find the escape hatch

Where I can only hear white noise, sand, and rain?


Sonja J Phinney © 17-Jul-2006