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Issue # 5 September 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Elissa Gordon

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Heat or Noise

I tune back in to hear
the yah yah yah
of your same old party line,
the clatter and chatter of the bar,
the street noise.

The song of the cicadas
rises and falls around us,
deafening me.

It's almost a relief
as the proximity of your body
singes the hairs on my arm,
and condensation drips down
my glass of beer.