Trail

Jan 26, 2008 01:36

i took a walk across your desk
past the emory boards and post-it notes
to the ink pens and paperclips
i walked where your eyes had wandered
and felt what you had seen
i stumbled in the groove your wrists had left
in the keyboard rest
and marveled at how the horizon's E was almost gone
and as i picnicked upon a stack of old receipts
(old navy, target, cvs... cracker crumbs)
i pondered at the vast microcosm before me:
a watering hole for your everydays
without a drop of your life
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