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In The Pool |
| I tip toe
past breath of fire
and gaze into a bottomless pool that attracts consciousness like a magnet to find my reflection. Thoughts flutter
The audience is still
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There's a silhouette
of an old man
walking down a dirt road. There's a butterfly transformed
There's a ghost on a hill
© 1997 by David Bozzi |
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