Friday, May 8, 2009

word

a word
torn from
forgotten pages
floats
with the breeze
landing near
my tennie
it flirts
around
my toes
until
I bend
and reach for it

it plays
hard-to-get
still dancing
on the air
alit aloft aflit

but then
it lets me
grab it.
i hold it
in my hand
flatten the wrinkles
to read

a word

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