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Jul 2012
I am the fire hose,
spraying with full intensity
at the flames of my current obsession.
Sometimes I can hold myself,
until a meager trickle flows in another direction.
With my free hand, I throw a match.
It's only a matter of time before
the nozzle snaps like a magnet to the new blaze.
Written on my iPhone
July 10, 2012
Left Brained Poet
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Left Brained Poet
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   Chris D Aechtner
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