Straight On

September 23, 2010
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Straight on. . .
That was him.

Pinks and yellows
flowing
in large shapes
across a sagging face.

Losing the lines
and finding
them

again. . .

Weeds of stubble,
scribbled in patterns.

He was my straight face.





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