"And I sat on the electric sofa Sentenced to death" - great lines, as is the "cold brisk breeze of nothing".

Ha! I see I liked this the first time I read it. Nice to see it as POTD! That 'electric sofa sentenced to death' line still gets me.

Timothy, congratulations on POTD! That must have been a terrible day for you. I remember writing poems or journal entries about miserable days in my life, titling them appropriately, then many years later, as I look back on what I wrote, I can't remember at all what happened. I hope this day wasn't like that for you. Excellent poem. ~Chelle~