Thursday, April 15, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010: 15 April


The shock wears thin
after a while, like skin
punctured once too often.

I have grown a callus
smile, wry and polite
- almost honest.

Ruby and I check my numbers
like forensic accountants,
a joint taskforce:

my flesh-economy saps
are trending higher
for whites this quarter

and I no longer suffer
blue hic-cups after meals,
which is positive news.

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