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Tuesday, 28 February 2017

Candidate (198 of 365)

Day 198 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day Bruxism meaning "involuntary and habitual grinding of the teeth."

The Candidate 

The pursing of her lips
The bruxism of her teeth
The schism between her mind and heart
The amorphous space about her
The aura and the projections
Blue, purple, green 
The bottom of a sea choral bleached faded
Her knees knobbly poke out her skirt
Her stomach knotting over and over again and doing somersaults
Silhouettes in the adjoining board room
Tap tapping of pens 
Scrubbing out
Erasing whiting out 
White tight knuckles 
Brittle smile caving at the edges 
Hair tidy, makeup mild (relatively)
Skirt modest (relatively)
Jacket and coat formal pressed elegant.

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