shirts soaring,
drifting like feathered sails,
tossed, turning over a second floor rail
shorts and single socks
a spiraled ball of disloyalty—
spinning between gravity and air
tossed turning over a second floor rail
trust,
a gold wedding band—
flipping, glimmering in the sun
impaled heart
pumping, tumbling over a second floor rail
an unzipped suitcase
end over end
flapping like an overweight bird
diving toward strewn loose luggage
her eyes stared
glazed with rage,
tears, sweat-smeared mascara
thoughts like streaks on her face
smudged but bold
the carelessness of a flustered mind
leaning,
toppling over,
flipping,
glimmering,
a spinning spiral,
flapping,
end over end,
laying loose, like luggage.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
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