Saturday, April 10, 2010

New Poem #6

Another poem for tiny things,
Batteries, cheerios, paperclips;
Tiny things in general,
And also in specific:
The key to your apartment,
That piece of paper with the lipstick kiss,
The boarding pass.
We love them, the tiny things,
Because they are so like our own ideas,
How we hold onto them, trying to absorb their power.

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