First there was a glass of water
at four-forty-two, then a few steps
across the carpet at four-forty-three,
followed by his hand
flowing across his soft beard
at four-fifty-six. There were cheers
from the Seattle football fans
at five-oh-five, and a girl’s voice
outside saying, “Oh, this
is so much fun!” He wondered
what she was doing,
but at five-oh-six
he was too busy
appreciating the look of the lamplight
lying on his brown desk.
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