Wednesday, February 15, 2006

How we continue

there is a baby in a stroller in the library
his mother is sending an email

he is not moving he is sleeping with
dirt on his face and his hand is clutched tightly

in on itself

this boy is right next to me above him is his
bottle of milk and pack of menthol cigarettes

right next to him is his mother whom
i cannot see because we are each in a cubicle turned

in on itself

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