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Woodlice

When I walk in
you are sat 
with arms crossed
loosely
watching
two woodlice,
one trailing behind
too slow to keep up.
The light bulb,
too white
for a cosy 
living room,
is naked
without 
its lamp shade
and it reflects
in your eyes,
a tiny white dot
like a lone star
in the night sky. 
Is it ridiculous
to say that
eyes are like mouths
because yours 
are open right now.

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