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#269

31 Jan

I run my fingers down the valley of your back
Following the dry river of your spine.
Each bone juts out
Like a dinosaur’s forgotten dream
Covered over with your skin.

Long ago
Glaciers must have moved here
To form this magical channel
That now
My tiny, human fingers
Discover.

 
1 Comment

Posted by on January 31, 2014 in old discoveries

 

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One response to “#269

  1. Ezekiel Fish

    January 31, 2014 at 8:04 am

    beautifully descriptive. i loved this.

     

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