02 October 2010

Posted on October 2, 2010

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I touched the fly that was sitting on my cheek.
It left me, shrieked into to my ear, and caused the frozen pizza dough
to fall out of my hand and onto the floor like a marble.

I killed a spider on my way to get coffee.
I’ll leave the one hanging over my doorway alone
(as long as it doesn’t fall on my head)
but not this one. And so she sits quietly in my mind,
waiting for me to notice her, for me to pick up my shoe
over and over.

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