Showing posts with label magnets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magnets. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
THE QUANDARY
Her hands
were fat
with fears.
She dripped
neurosis.
I licked
her droppings.
What else
was I
to do?
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2015
Labels:
Answers without questions,
magnets,
poles,
possibilities
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