November 3, 2010
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If I’m so blind

Why do shadows pass before my eyes?

Like a contradictory solar eclipse,

The light like a whiteout,

In the middle of fall,

Falling slowly,

The frames,

Siphoning moonbeams

From the moon’s internal gas station


Like a pop-out book

Touch base,

Like the major leagues


You hit me from behind,

I was blind.

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