Tuesday, November 6, 2007

September 18th, 2007

letters jump off the page
and wander all over the furniture
the counters
she gazes out
ignores the tango in her head
a whirlpool in the middle of a lake
while you fish on a boat
cigarette and beer in hand
blinded by the flashes of illumination
won’t pick up the pen
the dance goes on
she takes a deep breath

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