Silver Encasement
Silver encasement
I rest my hands on
while my fingers
do the talking, walking,
pounding buttons
faster and faster
sloughing off of head
until they all
spiral out of control
and I’m already wrapped
up inside another
Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007
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