Cup + Saucer

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Early Writings

Curls, swirls, turns, flash and dart

Frightened feathers flutter through the air

A caucus race of faceless, nameless mimes

Her wooden face, melting in her cinders

Her dance, reflecting in my eyes

Never-ending labyrinth of bashful ways

Swinging to her house in a rain gutter

Fleeing to her wooden, stale day

Her ever-so-poisoning picturesque

The plotless charade of blindness

On the careless bed of roses

On the spot, on the mind

Not a dilly dally day, on her timely gown

Just a blank burden

Never lost, never found

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