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Today's poem is by Peter Joseph Gloviczki

Door
       

And what will the ricochet
of my right ankle be worth
when all the scalpeled men
rearrange this bony puzzle
in the window doubling,
now, as a mirror: the person
I was before I kicked gravity
hard in the abdomen. Laugh,
babe, thatís what you told me
on the night when I asked how
I should answer those taller
versions of yourself when they
appear between the boundaries
of what that old architect let in
when he said: Put it here,
yes, thatís it, now we are home
.



Copyright © 2013 Peter Joseph Gloviczki All rights reserved
from Kicking Gravity
Salmon Poetry
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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