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Mike Bergeron
Poems
Oct 2012
--She Died Once Before, I Think--
There's a beauty that rests
In the middle of this room
Like a cloud that drops
Too low to the ground
The lighting's just right
To make the sight
Delightfully profound
My eyes can barely
Sustain their gaze
My brain can hardly
Refrain from amazement
And confusion
At the illusion, for
There sat before
My love, Eleanor,
Elegant with an
Expression of boredom
I always adored
An airbrush glow
About her skin
Surrounded by
Shimmer and
Apathetic light
Diffusions
But now I see
Only this haze
Of smoky
Traces
In spaces
We once
Embraced in
So many
Ages
Already
Erased
And brushed
Off the
Page.
Written by
Mike Bergeron
DC
(DC)
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