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Things Transparent Things transparent chew my soul. shardened termites, moles of glaze crawl among cobwebby holes, an empty, see-through maze. The tender ones, they call my name. lifetime lovers, folks of class stare across the place I claimed, a fleshless looking-glass. How long until my soul is gone? And not a shadow, not of me will nicely then be called upon, to be, to be, to be. |
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This poem won first place in Poem Kingdom's Mini Poems Showcase, Competition #8. It is published there.
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