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I Want to Close My Eyes
You’re hieroglyphics
splashed against the wall
smeared paint
rocks and dirt
all crumbling
into the faint cracks
that only I can trace.
You’re a line of dots and dashes
I can’t decipher you at all
spilt gin
shaky kisses
now trembling
a silhouette in bed
that only I can feel.
You’re beads of brail
all the blind can read
thick frayed rope
A turned stool
still swinging
a soul and sin eloped
that only I can see ...
and I want to close my eyes.
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