Tuesday, October 05, 2010

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she exploded
like a bomb
like a water balloon
like a nest of hornets

She walked off
like a strike picketer
like a storm
like solider

She stayed
like a stain
like a uninvited guest
like a specter

and all and all
I stand here
rubbing my hands
together,
wondering what
will happen
next


10'

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