Tuesday, July 27, 1993

a knee drop

Salt-like streak from the butt crack of my knee
Seat drop dangling from the ledge of my ankle

Words pushed and spat by micro thru head

Phone

Tone




Lost momentarily




Expression forever unknown

Words lingering

Changing meaning




The ever spinning fan is one whole, a frisbee

Spitting air to dry the hanging sweat drop on the ledge

A crusty, white salt slick on my ankle




Lingering

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