Infinity

by

Theresa Cecilia Garcia

Still at the kitchen table in the hunting lodge.
Chapped lips snuggle over a second bottle of wine.
A place where being a loner finally puts him at ease.
Polished off portions of munchkin dunkin doughnuts
admist a third serving of ham and beans.
Open empty pantry door.
His hunger pangs had worn off .
Drifting back with unadjusted thought
NYC
The walk up apt with fire escape stairs
that swung down the side of the building.
The cold air of the Skyrink across his face
as he looked up to the night.
Body positioned just right.
Emotions overtaken .
Whirling !
Spiraling !
While the beautiful women in appropiate attire
danced and twirled
a perfect figure eight,
Sideways.
Infinity!

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Why don't you look at Man's Inhumanity
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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