Thursday, June 11, 2009

Jean Pocket

(Pre-Script: I recommend you read this poem as the song, "Closer," by Joshua Radin, #32 on the playlist, plays in the background. If that is too slow for you, then play #51, "Here in your arms," again...simply because I am feeling the vibe of that song this week, so it goes with ALL of my posts. Go down to the playlist, click it on, then come back and resume reading. I'll wait...) (...still waiting...)

When you've been flipped inside out

and shaken

like a pocket in your jeans

what remains there?

not the lint,

not the crumbs from yesteday's snack,

not the dirt that fell off of rocks

you have collected there

not the lose change you were saving

for a rainy day

or a stick of gum.

When you have been

Flipped out like the pocket of your jeans

and shaken

there is just the pocket

that's attatched to the inside

of the pants,

so make sure you are sewn securely

into a decent pair.


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