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Verse in the Nightmare

 

 

 

 

 

 

Remember Ohio

 

At the bridge lip curl,

your eyelash,

a speak easy,

a pearl necklace,

a steel midnight garden.

With a wish you have stolen

and made it longer,

each blink accents your

Cleveland dream,

the city bows to a lid when

you close your eye.

Perfect.

Dream now, please.

I ask digital frames to pause for you,

and when I get lucky,

the clouds stop the cumulous,

the clergy line up as soldiers and

the horizon composes your silhouette.

 

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