To His Lips
Written by
on
in
Vindaloo.
He stares out the dark window
Half-eaten sandwich rising to his lips
Without seeing the undead suits
Crowded around him to feast
On the dark corpse of hope
He doesn't consider the taste
Perhaps
It has no great taste
Still
It rises unbidden to his lips
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Mike C. Fletcher, the VRPlumber, is a philosopher of design turned computer programmer based in Toronto, Canada. He works primarily in the Python programming language, and maintains a large number of Open Source software packages. You can reach him at: mcfletch@vrplumber.com.
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