what a dark mote against the clear background,
if it sank i would never tell anyone:
i, who cannot even act but only watch,
never exerting force or energy or giving any of myself away,
find myself increasingly lost.
another day might have seen me broken; but
you taught me facade, and the lesson does not fade.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
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