is she
looking at me?
several blinks
and her hands in her lap
fingers clasped loosely around the others
pink
a free thumb brushes
the finger joints
once
twice
blink
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Brighton wormhole: tag cloud poem III – the journey to BEING and back again
girl wormhole: the retriever the daughter and the mother
hands wormhole: Batman#175
looking wormhole: oh-pen
muse wormhole: … still waving!
pink wormhole: a cup of tea, gov
train wormhole: sniff
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