Monday, January 03, 2011

Ceiling Fan Starfish

The ceiling fan is like a starfish
Stuck up on its white foam drywall
With amber wooden legs protruding
In a closed off air not so unlike the sea;

Its predator is time and me
I realize as it spins so fast
I'd never catch it. But
It won’t always be that way.

There will come a day
When dust erodes its different screws,
The wires of its nerves fray off
And I replace it.

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