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Fingertips to Claws

from The edge the middle by e.p. hall

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"Parachutes are the wave of the future" you said, coming out of its folds. Like the way you'd appear in the doorway and I'd float to earth numb and cold. A train is roaring through dreamy skylines, thirty-five miles away, but I've been writing, and you've been drinking, and we are both just the same. Overcome by the violence of writing your words lose their ache and their sigh. If you could shudder and put it on paper you'd leave it and let the ink dry. But Thursday evening my head was spinning, the fire trucks far away. You looked at me like you saw my insides, it made us both so afraid. You've been watching for twenty minutes while I pace, but you're still fleeing the same old demons that I've faced in mirrors in the hall with fingertips to claws.

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from The edge the middle, released December 31, 2005

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