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Mich-in-the-City

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Nostalgia

I liked the silver forks better
When they were out of their drawers
Beautiful in their disarray

Now,
Mummified in their blue plastic coat,
They feel constricted.

Why
Must you Organize?
Distinguish between prongs?
And dips?
And Blades?
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