The Poem Addresses Itself: NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 15

Am I the thunk of a coffee cup
settling itself into
the exact right place? Or a bird
finding an updraft or downdraft,
whichever one it needs, and
didn’t know it needed?
Am I a ribbon
of scoopable pebbles,
cool and smooth?
Dare you to swallow one.
Dare you to choke.

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