Thursday, December 30, 2010

Flake Factor -- Poetry 2010

factor today… high
without a slight chance of
rest; first thing in the morning, she
knew it would be an interesting day.
She wished she could hunt for meteorites;
wishing on shooting stars was not an option...
unfortunately right now she thought the wishes hunted her.
Everyone heaped their hopes on her as if she were a
magician; writing them down on tiny pieces of paper,
they entrusted their deepest desires to her… even
putting them into a top hat ; saying millions of
abracadabra until she lost her voice wouldn’t
heal them of their advancing disease.
Terminal velocity marked their days
inevitable descent from living
to deceased organism.
In the end, there is


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