and at the end of

September 9, 2011

and at the end of
the day, with no one
watching, sparks fly –
only the neighbors
downstairs can
measure the rage
by the sound of
weight distributed
unevenly
.
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in art, life, personal, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing Tagged with neighbors, postaday2011, rage, relationships, sparks