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Feb 2011
Those colours melt and drip and skip
They play on your face and
In your eyes
Whirls pop and sparkle
Like bubbles, first floating and
Falling like lead in the sky
Your chemical properties
Alter in the moonlight
The grass is the ocean
And I’m sinking down below
An underground explorer
Rediscovering what I don’t know
What I thought I knew
The universe like a project
Scattered and unglued
Pieces into pieces
Your molecules separate and congregate
I see a whole new reality
A beautiful complexity
Now so simple in a moment
Inexplicable, understandable
Epiphany.
Monica Rose
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Monica Rose
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   PK Wakefield
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