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Sketch

To clear his head

he strips dark and light,

smudging charcoal

across the white.

 

He renders me

with edges lines,

scratching bones

until they shine.

 

To unblur the mess

inside his head,

etching softly

while words unsaid.

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May 16, 2014
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