My fingernails are starting to get clean
The pressure of dirt under them is gone
this makes me uneasy
i have walked 10 blocks searching
for a place to sink my hands into
the earth
between my feet and soil
the concrete teases me with traces
of dirt from other places
i lay down with my face against
the warm cement and wait for
it to melt
i am asked to move by a man in a uniform
my fingernails are aching
i don't move
i hear a beautiful, high pitched clicking noise
looking up into a beam of light a young
man asks to take my hand.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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