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Jan 2014
mirrors,
marble floors,
windshields,
ice,
metal and painted surfaces.
                                                       ­       comments, hockey pucks, bullets
                                                         ­       and tossed horseshoes
                                                      ­          that changed direction.
                    
                                 ­                                                                 ­              need to know, blackout
                                                                ­                                censorship, who you know and what  
                                                          ­                                       you said to whom.

could be logic, could be pay,
could be power, could be it ends this way



                                                          ­            light or images
veering and twisting                                                         ­               please redact me and let me go
                                                                ­                                            for I don't want to be in the
                                                                ­                                                dark and treated like a
                                                                ­                                                      mushroom anymore.
from the gross
left with a net
and you have earned your trap.
                                                         on reflection, deflection
                                                      ­        redacting, deductions

a quiet pool of still water will give you
a clearer image and rocks won't shatter the water,
they make waves and rings and distortion but ... watch and learn and return to the truth about


you!


©ClemC012014
sorry for the disjointed write, don't do this often... hope you enjpoy it
Clem C
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Clem C  On a comedy tour
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