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black shapes skitter across my eyeline
fluid and quick like a cat or a black ink shadow
sometimes in the corner of my eye
sometimes across the street just far enough so I'm
not sure
I wait in the dusk for answers
Copyright © Veronica Joseph | Year Posted 2011
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