NaPoWriMo #18 – Happy Birthday, Robin

The kitchen vent,
High over the stove,
Has three buttons.

One is next to the refrigerator,
All by itself.
One is beyond the laundry room door
Beside the light switch.
The last is over the desk
Which sort of makes sense
If you were cooking the books.

But none are within easy reach
When you are standing
Over the stove
Stirring a pot of garlic sauce
Or pho.

But rest assured,
In the ten foot ceiling
High overhead,
That bathroom fan installed
Is still to code.

Today’s poem is sort of a birthday present for a friend. She and her husband just bought a beautiful house with some pretty odd wiring choices.

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