Alex Thorley Writes A Poem

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//Too tired to sleep.//
//Kept awake by gossiping//
//strangers up above.//
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@@                @@Your left hand stands mightily.
@@      @@Watching you.
Surveilling you from a
little perch, high in the darkness, floating there just out of reach.
You miss your hand,
its dexterous fingers,
but you know your place now, far, far away from their sinewy love.
However you plead
however you beg,
you know, deep deep down inside, you don't deserve it back.
You watch it
less-than wave.
@@     @@Just courtesy. Courtesy.

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The Other hand is watching too.@@                @@
Watching you.@@      @@
Watching you watch
no, stare, desperately, for hours at a time at its rival floating high.
Unrequited, jealous.
It doesn't deserve this,
but as hard as it tries, the Other can't make you feel the same way.
It never gets the hint.
You two don't work,
but you give the Other a little too much of a nod, and it twitches,
reinvigorated
a clumsy wave.
Much more than courtesy.@@     @@
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//This is getting rough.//
//Please just reign those fingers in.//
//You have work to do.//
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You're still drowsy
      fingers waving@@      @@
                  tapping@@                  @@
                 dancing@@                 @@
                in the air.@@                @@
                                Almost walking@@                                @@
                              more so walking@@                              @@
               than another useless pair.@@               @@
                                                          Down below@@                                                          @@
                                                      dropped ahead@@                                                      @@
                      feet made much too small to roam@@                      @@
                                                                                but your finger feet are right at home@@                                                                                @@
                                                                                                     performing in their stead@@                                                                                                     @@
                                                                                                       while left handed; once@@                                                                                                       @@
                                                                                                                  you do not use it@@                                                                                                                  @@

right at home.
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you left
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For
work.
Work needs to@@                                              @@be
in places for working, and that can't be here.
Move! get out of your bed and into the loving
Work@@                                                         @@place.

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//That took long enough.//
//Time to get some real work done.//
//No more hand business.//
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[[=]]
but
right
now
you
are
hungry
and
that's
why
you
are
tired
and
won't
work
and
also
maybe
figure out what
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Look.
Look at you.
You can't work with
hands covered in crumbs.
Unprofessional. Wipe them down
with a napkin. Napkins are
not work. Clean
hands are
work.
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[[=]]
//That's so crazy, dude.//
//Now it's time to use your hands.//
//If not now then when.//
[[/=]]
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the
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//You'd have thought you'd miss.//
//Blame those chatty hands of yours.//
//Check just to be sure.//
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Look deep down in the trash bin.
It@@                                               @@is
in@@                    isn't                    @@it?
It@@                                               @@is
sitting in the bin is not a napkin

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//grab it//

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Dig down deep into the trash bin.
It@@                                                 @@is
but@@                                            @@can
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sitting in the bin once you take it.

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//unfold it//

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"No."

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//you need to//

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"No."

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//This is not a napkin, Alex.//

//This is work.//

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//And your work//

//Is//

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Pushing the pencil against a piece of paper; forcing words out of a stick caught between two fingers wildly contorting and twisting in ways you wish you didn't have to think about. As you do, you feel your grip shift, taught shift, that the only way you were comfortable holding it was wrong, and it was left at that, and the paper was left to the wayside for the scripture carved into the air, burnt into your mind, carved out of you, searing, like graphite pushing onto the page; leaving behind runes and shapes with no meaning except "pushing the pencil against a piece of paper", forcing the words to make sense as they get stuck between your fingers, twisted and contorted because you can't think in anything but poetry that shifts, taught to shift the way you think, because the way you are comfortable thinking is wrong, and that what isn't is right, your feelings left to the wayside for the scripture carved into their words, burnt into your mind, carved out of you, searing, like graphite pushing onto the page.
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= you pause
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[[=]]
//You're glad that's cleared up.//
//You don't need to know your hands//
//if you do no work.//
[[/=]]
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