on an errand once run
I dropped my confusion
on the floor
at first glance
it was openly defiant
knocked down
unable to distinguish
desperate conditions
under the
glass paperweight;
then a
come later procession
leaving the
tears of faint hearts gazing
nearly threw all
offending abroad
but I opened myself
with their still warm
water
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