Thursday, January 2, 2014

Raynaud's Phenomenon

With one small word 
all the goodness had been wrung out of the day

Her secret silver hair now covered in hennas of tobacco brown
and at other times natural brown or natures brown
 When wanting excitement
black or very black

Now hung lank and languid over the computer terminal
 Raynuad's blue fingers scratching at the keyboard
searching Google for the meaning of life

He walks by and coughs
her fingers keep moving
she does not even look up

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