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Why the Pond Won't See Me
I peer in the pond
to see how nature sees me
a pure simple face—
but the image there is blurred
out of focus and disturbed
drops drip on the pond
my image quivers to rings
shaking what's seen there—
a dark shadow of myself
disturbed by faint puffs of wind
pond refuses me
a still life true reflection—
like a photograph
taken with flash-freeze device
for I'm incomplete not fixed
when the ripples fade
when the wind abates briefly—
what I see has changed
it's bent twisted distorted
by frustration and distrust
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