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Poem Number 29

This very short poem plays a trick
with perspective. Read it twice.

Advice from the Experts

Bill Knott

I lay down in the empty street and parked
My feet against the gutter's curb while from
The building above a bunch of gawkers perched
Along its ledges urged me don't, don't jump.

 

from Laugh at the End of the World:
Collected Comic Poems 1969-1999

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Copyright 2000 by Bill Knott.
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