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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

The dark eyes of a shadow





There is a symmetry to silence
 this quirky dance
 the private romance
 of our memory

And somewhere
 between the
 boarding pass
 and the far reach
 of a spectrum

A reflection looks
 through glass
 past what
 we know

To find a glow
 in the dark eyes
 of a shadow.


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