Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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HE BEAT RUGS

He beat rugs, flap, smack
dust billowed, made him sneeze
squint, tears flowed to wash
particles of soot, months of smut
tiny bits of dirt, flaked rust
fungus smudge that smothered
irritated like jagged rocks
under his defiled eyelids.




c) Jan G. Otterstrom F. November 16, 2013