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Aug 2014
Wall
I see an indentation
I fill you
My empty hours
Room grew pale
Like white ash
Folding eyelids
Fell into abyss
Nocturnal space evolved
Scattered like silvery dots
Between my ego
Remain seated
With pride
And a glinting ceiling
Watchful like moon

Wall
You gravitate slowly
Toward center
Like a sulkiest universe
Sprouting!
You lean over my shoulder
I shrug you off
Tilts against my back
I turned over
Merged those dots
I wish to blend
It disappeared!
All colors in me
Vanished ...
As it cleared away
Everything was wasted
Left deep marks
On yours
My eyes opened
I wailed!
Silence stared at me
She was there
Pounding
Cold
In black.....

Here take my seat
Instead.
Nanette Villanueva
Written by
Nanette Villanueva  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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