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Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Mourning Glory

5am 
wake 
in sticky, 
mourning light.

Colour in 
the 
room
fizzes 
lost 
dissolved like old perfume,
hanging on
moist, heavy drawn curtains.

Yawning 
open
ending the night.
Another 
goodbye.


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