November PAD Challenge: Prompt Day 6: "Write a 'Left' poem and/or a 'Right' poem."
from left to right they fumble in
early dawn, first rubbing sleep
from her eyes, then turning the
bluegasflames high under the kettle,
these remembered movements
second nature now.
finest tools, fleshy tapers
varnish-tipped in crimson,
tapping, impatiently, on the table
when, when will it start,
the rise and swell of noise,
the tides washing through the
day, the electric hum interrupted
by buzzing, then
silence
from left-to-right they execute
the daily tasks looming always
before her eyes, the threads woven, unwoven,
tied off, finally, in knots
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