Sunday, April 17, 2011

Your giggle


Like a bubble of light escaping the suns milky surface
Like a feather dropping on a marimba
Like an exclamation mark, followed by a question mark
Like a burst of nitrous oxide to the nostrils
Like a guitar chord immediately muted
Like a shutter dropped on a blue sky
Like vision in a land of blind mice

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