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Still Life with Table Lamp, Lichtenstein
Sometimes the information just stops
It's all squared off, but it feels too little
Perhaps we can't trust what we see
Maybe everything is between the lines
All I need for this image is stored already
I've read that paper in the dim light
Placed it there in another reality
I'm within and beyond the canvas
Captured in ink, somewhere
I need to burn my fingers on the bulb
Create disarray
Check if under the rug is another rug
And another rug
There's no headline, not on this non day
No one filled in the details
Just a barrier between me and the pool of blue
And lies about the light sources
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Di11y Da11y
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