just now

I had a thought,

 

and then it flitted away,

 

leaves blowing down

 

a tired, gray alleyway,

 

followed by a discarded,

 

plastic shopping bag.

 

My mind has gone

 

almost entirely numb.

 

I am playing with fire

 

and waiting to feel.

 

© 2008 Christel Grady
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