Rubbing Your Shoulder
Spiraled fingerprints
spinning placidly forward
fingers round and round
moving inward and outward
backward like a beet bulb
from the earth and falling
in circles furrowing
arced lines and curved strength
of muscle memory holding
me mindful of long time you
then and now pressing further
through freckles and primordial fuzz
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