A Sound That Moves Me Poem by Phillip Liu
A Sound That Moves Me
3: 30 pm is break time,
a chance to sit down, eat lunch and watch ESPN.
A high pitched yelp common to office commotion.
Muscles contract as deliberate and instinctive
as a cat upon its prey.
Three more times it cries out for help.
Teeth within centimeters.
"Liu's Garden. Can I help you? "
Friday, September 14, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I work at my parent's restaurant, and this happens a lot. Just one of those little things that I can remember vividly.
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