Daily Archives: October 6, 2012
after the lime twist
he flicks off a lime twist
shoots the scene
kills it
waits for a second sunset
the tip of a night’s face
appears on a hand towel
he sighs
crawls through a fine tooth comb
the plot advances
waiting until daybreak
he takes a trip down random street
sits a spell
smoke in one hand
mindset in the other
while the day
quietly tows away
the hellos
the ifs
and the maybes
prose is a gently worn scarf
out for an evening stroll
don’t point your finger at me
by mary ann blinkhorn
