Chopsticks
Only marginal chances of finding a Great White in my coffee although the cigaret's tubular belly is flotsam against my hand - a dirty kerosene color, sleek & grey. 2 And stirring the embers of my cup, suppose the grinds become primitive shark lore of forgotten peoples or death sticks, dry rot teeth, fathoms squinting light.
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"Only marginal chances..."
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