flicker (deathbed ceilingcalls)

March 2, 2012

It might have been  one long light

In the laundromat that set her off

When it flickered & popped

Everyone up late

Our eyes were hypnotized some

All bets were off

On what might happen

She was the first to go

To distract us from our books & hand-machines,

Pull us from our puzzles, same, our magazines

Her  saying all that nonsense

Interrupted that late night scene

Her calling names out

All intense, her pleas

We stared some & stuck out someone’d stop her

Her call to fallen reveries

Her own effin reveries

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