So easy to misplace the definite article
in the folds of flesh that titillate you
juggling five balls
while trying to answer 20 questions
from this morning's inbox . . .
Enchanted by the movement
of the moment
the slightest twitch pinning you
to a recurring dream
dressed in the cloth of summer,
it begins . . .
Your online backordered item has finally shipped . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |
