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Friday, December 31, 2004

Per Request 

the bones of my fingers throb
against the metal of the truck
as the freezing rain burns
the exposed skin of my hand
like the sting of a ----- fresh cat scratch -----

the happy sound
as the rubber wheels
~~~~~bounce~~~~~ against the pavement

the vibration halts
as my left foot
is planted on the wooden platform

push off
with the right and
i'm gone
away from this rain

My mind and body immersed in the terrain of this
concrete paradise

Comments:
~~~~~bounce~~~~~

ah, RN have I told you I love you?
 
Sounds fun, kind of erotic...
 
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