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Play Thing

posted May 20, 2009, 9:58 AM by David Storlie

today
only today
I'd talk to you
like a toy

tiny
graspable insect
I would hold
in palms

and whisper talk:
unremarkable things
like gossip
or what's for dinner

sometimes
you stay
a play thing
not real

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