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Callus

Coming to grips

With the way

Your hand released

Its fingers from mine

Is like following

The freefall

Of a suicidal sky diver

 

Even as he

Plummets to

His period

For an instant

It seems as if

He might have flown

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eliot-greene
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Jun 6, 2011
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