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Oct 2012
worlds collide
on a yellow night
lies slicker than the sun
pooling on horizon lines
color starting to run
down sloping sides
of alibis
waiting to
come undone
when moonlight
shreds the hues
of sleight
presents it all
from dark to bright
shadows dance
where once was
light.
Ah, politics.  This one is one of the more recent ones.
Isoindoline
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