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Aug 2011
lay the cards down
on the table
on the table?
empty glass
an empty glass where the was once full one
one dollar and nineteen cents
the back pack that is never
on my back
carries importance, weight
figuratively
wires like snakes
curled up neatly resting, waiting
to bring life to what owns them
a coupon for half off
half price
half the price cast off
like cast of healed, able
and unable to leave the table
glasses heavy tinted
reflecting me or what i see
if on of off
a thermos with the lid off
inside treasure rests
a coaster protector of dark rings
in vain
the tabletop is a kaleidoscope
of ignorance or neglect
therefore
my beer is no more coastered
spit shine ****
it is still ****
there is a full glass now
where the empty one was or was not
see it how you wish
samuel nathan
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