The sky was blank
like a stainless
sheet of paper
and the flowers
in bowls
lay to one side
with no water
or life
like the smile
of a man
who has it all.
The jazz stopped playing
and the water
flowing in-between
my fingers
became too warm
and i pulled back
watching
the water
circle down the drain
like a pleasant yawn.
Then everything
was quiet again.
Sometimes
excitement comes
from the most
unlikely places.










i shall make it to 8 one fine day!
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