separate from the invisible pressure of rusted gears
those once well oiled
and now a mechanic’s sordid reverie
a cup of coffee
rising steam stirred amidst new sunlight
the sense of palpable ease, in absence of weight
their elbows on the table
envelopes left unopened in delay
an uncomplicated progression
of moments that replace mislaid machinery
expression no longer wrenched
but simplicity of choice and turning a key
(c) Heather Brager 5.17.2010
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