Pigeon Holed

May 2, 2009
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eyes look different, and weariness comes forward.
break every layer of mask, bring it back.
and issue a redemption.

heard without words needing to be spoke.
every secret spilled forth
before the visor revoked.

marking as unread,
and believing fear that descends.
all in the wake of the blink of an eye, my friend.

new white boards to be filled.
and empty shape and empty pen
as I look to the end of the end again.

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