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I work One sock at a time With elbows glued together behind My back. I work with A pencil in each finger Intertwined, mingling, Whispering something about me and The sweaty palms. I work keeping My shoelaces untied so I may trip over them And fall to the ground so that, I may, Perhaps By some miracle of God Or a stay in the hospital, Find a way to Keep my toes Warm; work without trouble.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
One Sock at a Time
I work One sock at a time With elbows glued together behind My back. I work with A pencil in each finger Intertwined, mingling, Whispering something about me and The sweaty palms. I work keeping My shoelaces untied so I may trip over them And fall to the ground so that, I may, Perhaps By some miracle of God Or a stay in the hospital, Find a way to Keep my toes Warm; work without trouble.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
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