the metal din
of keyboards
and the whir
of stale computers
whiz on and on
in the background
here
the learners
and the sages
both give sermons
quiet, heavy words
about
soul mates
coffee
and spiders
killed by drowsy heads.
Letter to an imaginative thyroid gland
-
Dear Ms. Gland,
I hope this letter finds you in the
pink
of health
Or at least a few shades
closer to happiness
than you were
after our Monday meeting
that...
11 years ago
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