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I called out of work today.

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And when I fell the wind
scattered stars at my feet, swept forth like dust
on the breath of a long-lost ghost
who plucked at my pain and spun me melodies
of every color, every dream
woven hard like a quilt.
The years have marked themselves as deep lines
on the face and slight timbre in the voice;
they do not forgive us.

- 5/9/08

The height of my productivity, second to last day of work.


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