the sieve and the sand

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I saw my black whale today
once again parked in my spot;
the driver never seems to surface
but i know he/she/it is there,
circling deep down below,
toying with and taunting me,
waiting until my distracted eyes turn,
only then coming up for air,
and escape.

January 14, 2010January 14, 2010 Jared Abraham Tagged or maybe to destroy us all, you never can tell 2 Comments
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