Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Wishing Well By Kate Schmitt




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The mesh of the blanket tangles
and lumps of comforter,
two-toned flannel and bedspread
twist and slip.
.
I haven't slept in a week,
So I wear my brown hooded
sweatshirt with the hood-strings
pulled tightly around my face.
.
I picture a wishing well
with edges of greening minerals.
and coins dull with cold water,
I throw my wish in a copper arc.
.
After I've thrown it I lie
unconcerned, these things take time.

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