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Connected by the thinness

of a dime,

Rockefeller’s pittance,

dropping into  mechanical

abyss.

In seconds

a voice familiar.

Perfunctory salutations.

Where’s the nerve?

What you want

to say

foreign to the tongue

but seared in the brain.

Once a week,

maybe a month?

Water is needed

more often

or we die.

Is the dime’s quest

at least

this important?

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R James Sennett Jr. is a poet. Nipping at the heels like a pup way too attentive, poetry has pursued this word student all his life. The muse has a funny way of showing up when it wants to make its presence known. He can do no other but to follow. His publications include The Louisville Review, The Thinker Review, The Birmingham Poetry Review, LOU Today, The Taj Mahal Review, The Journal of Expressive Writing  and Poetry Superhighway. Publications pending with Star 82 Review, The Main Street Rag, Rundelania,  DarkWinter Literary Magazine and Poetry Pacific.