Archive for February 25th, 2011

Almost Finished

Industrial silence spies on my emptiness.
Music destroys my ankle muscles.
The fan blocks out
the fruitless movement of terrible spiders.
Big fur balls on fan blades
like the Alps in Le Tour de France
with no sun and riders
rolling dead in tire wells
of sporting cars.
But the workweek is almost over.

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