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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Narrow Eyes

I put on your glasses
looked at you
tonight

set a time limit
as not to go
blind

my dirty glasses

dusty and smudged
obscuring more than they
magnify

Magnificent dust
my god
how

And I see

myself over the rims
long on my nose
like I like

is it April or May again
I forget
This year or last

Men, my cup
try and see if you can't
There, now

stained black
along the mouth
and deep inside
the well

with milk if and when

let's just say
you can't see me
through my glasses

and I say
bury me with
that box

take this and run


2011

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