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it's clouded
obscured
        just enough variety 
    to throw you off
 there's no such thing 
           as a penetrating gaze
    no beyond
 nor here or there
         just this

uncomfortable static

I can run my fingers round the edges
     see my hand 
  in front of my face
              but my feet are planted
the composition tells of up 
     and through 
            I feel one dimensionally seen
   if we two could get higher
                         negotiate ledge  
                                    after ledge
         rise up in a balloon 
     just for a moment see further
          above the canopies that hem us in
     safe from the licking flames
                and the prying eyes
 we'd understand the irregularity of shape
                    the truth of corners and frames 
            how a veil isn't a cage
     we can add it all up
       let the leaves fall
   the flames burn a path
         send smoke signals into the sky 
   curtains can become ropes to climb down
                   they'll be footholds for up

across is missing

        I realise that now
    all this searching for depth 
         and I just hadn't looked around
      successfully distracted

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