Title from the Magnetic Fields
(In an exciting haiku narrative series!)
Glowing with white light
and sparkling like teeth in
those Crest commercials.
The field held my youth
in blinking Morse-code patterns
tapped out in silence.
I caught them in jars,
forgetting to punch air holes.
Morning depressed me.
(In an exciting haiku narrative series!)
Glowing with white light
and sparkling like teeth in
those Crest commercials.
The field held my youth
in blinking Morse-code patterns
tapped out in silence.
I caught them in jars,
forgetting to punch air holes.
Morning depressed me.
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