like a missing piece.
a part of the puzzle lost
voluntarily given up to the couch cushions
just waiting there, while i go outside
moving on to something else.
and this isn't the first deed left undone.
all those tiny little missing pieces
haunt me everywhere
my unfinished business as my only footwear
shackles and weights and heavy iron boots.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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