It fell out of his ear.
A piece of mind.
He dusted it off, but there was no telling whether the dust was indigenous or from the blackened pavement, what was mind and what was chewed-up gum, what leaves were from dying trees or pages of a book.
But he did his best to make distinctions.
Peace of mind with a piece of mind.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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