spun

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keacreme
keacreme
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he's whirling
unfocused
looks through at me
dances crazy circles
passes his hand
stirs up quiet
puddles of surface
disturbs my waterbirds
takes flight away from me
leaves me stranded
he spins away again

keacreme
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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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I like a piece such as this that leaves so much to the reader's imagination; is it a child or some man {though some might ask, "What's the difference?"}

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