Improving
She ran her fingers
through his comb
while resting her
head on his rapidly
improving prospects.
Later, she worshipped
the ground he was
buried in. He,
for his part,
had never been
dead before and
didn't know what
to do next or how
long to wait.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
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