I cannot speak
For anyone else,
But, I am loops,
And I am eyes,
Hand-wise.

After watching
A fingerprint-case on CSI, Las Vegas,
I restudied my fingers prints,
In the flesh. Loops, I saw,
Loops everywhere, even in the
The balls of the palms.

Right thumb and right palm
Start, in the middle,
With a circle. On the left palm
And thumb, a loop.

The eyes? Something I noticed
A long time ago, between
Me and a friend, on our knuckles.
Hers looked like octopus suckers,
Mine looked like eyes. Ten years later,
The eyes are still there,
Though, aged.

In relooking at my right thumb,
With a magnifying glass,
I see its circle
Starts with a loop, the palm,
Still a circular, with three middles.
All my fingertips lines, above the start,
Are curved, there are no arches…

How strange is that?

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 6/6/07