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Feb 2010
When the patterns glide by
Comparing swatches of the "is" and the "could be"
It's easy to get caught in
Things that don't, couldn't exist:
Pressed and glossed but cut off completely
As by a film,
Just like the picture show.
A sallow barrier reducing profundity to charcoal etchings.

My eyes fog over with winter breath.
© Cody Edwards 2010
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Cody Edwards
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