the waiting evolves. larger than itself. thick rimmed glasses on the face of the storm. squint at the people on top of the mountains. the boulder defines. the repetition confirms. a jaundiced legacy of want.
soft pastel pencils flood the page with color. lacking definition. the wound bleeds its borders. imagining the choices. that rarely come.
flesh petitions. in blundering fervency. loose bandages. scabs to be picked. the skin below anxious for infection.
her smile is a zipper. gnawing teeth. closing on the dangling epiphanies.
the wait becomes her. as she presses her nose to the glass. looking in on dominoes. as they fall.
uncertainly her only asset.
Friday
4/15/2011 12:48:00 AM
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