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Through the Bedroom Window

Poetry and Prose

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Coffee

Clacking domino toes

seismograph feet

unfocused fluorescent eyes

fluttering sweaty lungs.

easy, this is easy—

fingertips swirl on a

styrofoam cup

click tap twitch,

rush of red blood cells

shout cacophonous

into pupils, knee joints,

chickadee neck.

easy, this is easy—

ah, caffeine.

Posted by Laurel at 7:01 PM

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