The Vestige
by 
John G.Hall
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Posted: Monday, June 20, 2005 Word Count: 58 Summary: till death they do part..... Related Works: A Little Sacred Air • |
The Vestige
i misplaced the days
she sectioned the frontal lobe
somewhere the memory
of summer with theresa
oozed from the watery incision
the minds fruit divided up
between first year students
the architecture of thought
softly ruined by their touch
i misplaced the days
she finds the archaeology
of our love in a Petri dish.
John G.Hall(C)2005
i misplaced the days
she sectioned the frontal lobe
somewhere the memory
of summer with theresa
oozed from the watery incision
the minds fruit divided up
between first year students
the architecture of thought
softly ruined by their touch
i misplaced the days
she finds the archaeology
of our love in a Petri dish.
John G.Hall(C)2005