teetering
in heels, she
nearly
spills out
of her dress,
the words falling
easily to the floor
from the brim
of her open
mouth.
she needs
something or someone
to lean on.
perhaps we all do,
some glasses
being neither
half empty or
half full, but just
dripping always
over the edge.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
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