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Apr 2014
My eyes
long to bleed
the pigment nostalgia of
ink-blot images

this over-exposure
of apeture awareness
develops beyond the
thought-corridors of blackrooms

before absorbing your sepia solitude,
remember that filtered lenses
cannot distinguish the difference
between memories and mementos
Written by
Jonathan Edward Williams  21/California
(21/California)   
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