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Dec 2012
Filter
on the coffee maker
on your eyes
shielding our tired brains
from things it doesn't understand

We're all so tired
and ******
and altered
So do we even live?
Or are we sliding
anti-parallel
to reality?

I'm fascinated by the slightest
And hardened by the vast
Shadows cast perception
over matter-
a mask.
Vivian
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