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Brycical Oct 2011
I have seen night and day
simultaneously

The tears of a woman in the window
are merely dreams

The sound of scientists discussing human emotion
ripple in my plastic cup of water

In an instant,
friends shift positions--
in the blink of an eye.

My brain is humming
my words are slow...
a yawn emits--
like an electric car
traveling into my subconscious.

— The End —