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Sunday, July 5, 2009

A False Eye

Carry me to the clouds
then drop me like a rock,
shattering through
the stratasphere.
There is this soundtrack
to my hurtling disaster,
the notes in double vision
drip scarlet.
Feathers litter a heaving ground
as bodies cascade
down paving cracks,
a narrow mind
a false eye
for beauty.

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