staring at the desiccated and broken
daddy long legs dangling
in a basement
cobweb
thinking in the shower
and remembering
essential architecture
what is the structure of my heart?
many gossamer chambers
one for each part of my life
all there
in my heart
and brain
t
w
i
s
t
i
n
g
in
my
dream
memories
which have access
to every nook and cranny
of all that I am
all that I have
been
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December 20 Thomaston Maine
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© 2017 William C. Eberle
