Vacuuming with a Divining Rod

October 18, 2011 § 2 Comments

The hum of gossip in the hotel lobby

Was interrupted by the appearance of the dowager.

She showed up uninvited,

mumbling over a handful of atoms in a bizarre voice.

She was fond of old jewelry, and moved with bewitching precision,

As if she were vacuuming with a divining rod.

After the elderly woman’s departure,

The lobby was flooded with cold rain.

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