Tuesday, September 04, 2012

How Do I Tell How Free I Am?

The makers of soaps
know the smell of clean
and manufacture all
their cleaners with it.
The grease of
my life is my enemy,
my nostrils do a
primitive quiver.
But I feel it bust away
with the foaming edge of my
cloth and the fragrance of
clean liberates my breath.
The burst of bubbles and
the squeak of fingers on glass
tell me how
free I am.


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