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N N Johnson
Poems
Jan 21
dust
I curtain my lids open but my eyes only take in dust
so much crumbs my pupil hides among the iris
brush my eyes, sweep along my body
beat it clean like a rug and watch debris float into the air
I pollute the room with feeling
watch me sad my way into your heart
and dull my way out of it with equal pace
run, donβt walk toward new content
thereβ nothing to see, here
see here
nothing but sea--
hear it crash
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N N Johnson
34/RI, United States
(34/RI, United States)
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