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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Two eyes, part one

By Francis Scudellari

I.
One eyed sadness
Weighted to that spot, stays
Still unable
To look a-way (out). Finds
(In) himself, her
A-lone escort. Watches
Once-taken hands
Slip down, grown too heavy ...
Un-moved. Constant
Hearts drop, pooled time rippling
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