She Said

Concise expansivity is where it’s at

 

She said

 

Arching her back

Looking over her shoulder

At me

 

Really?

 

Do you mean pinpointing infinity

Or

Opening your singularity to the collective

 

She waved

 

Vanished

 

I shrugged it off

 

But I still hear that echo reverberate

 

 

David Trudel  ©  2013

 

 

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