Sifting Through the Rumbles of Boiling Eggs

stuck anew and the crow still rests.
When the man, or a boy, with his Keds,
blew by, the lady wanted acknowledgement,
but he was bouncing with joy and his eyes
were not aware of the cityscape. She was
fine china breaking up the lines and screaming
in need, but he had no needs. The elephant
crawled into the atrium, and it was world’s
largest cave with synchronized flash bulbs
blowing out the sensation of stability.
I beckoned. She was busy, but she
understood. Maybe another time.

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  1. #1 by Indigo Spider on August 4, 2011 - 10:55 pm

    Oh those missed connections when distractions or time interrupt. Who knows what possibilities might arise otherwise.

    • #2 by Carl on August 9, 2011 - 5:53 am

      Life is full, very full of all of the distractions!

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