Adelaide Lii

March - Poem by Adelaide Lii

Our vision drops like pebbles and
into streams

and there are holes in her shoes.

She didn’t know the rain would
keep on coming

but it did and now her thoughts have grown
damp and terrifically slow
like washing your hands.

Peach hued necklace nooses,
bulging eyes so morbid
I can’t even stand it.

I wanted a pedometer to see
how far I’ve come

but steps will lie with
loose loose legs and

rinds of lemon peels you sucked
and sucked
on rickity trains or rickity tracks

turning and
turning and
turning too fast

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2011

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