Hands, my aging hands;
thumbs can gather
and horny fingers
pulsate a guitar
or draw blood, scratch skin:
available to
hammer with tools,
build up an igloo,
fish into currents,
pull me through water,
capable of toil
with pen or shovel
and touch, at the palm,
another hand – yours.
of a satisfied life..is it ?
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http://mindwaves.posterous.com
How passionate a story.
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