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The invisible eyes
Seeing telltale signs
Repetious rhythms wave
Weaving through sleepwalk years
Fragile shadows hard as concrete
Melt into an amorphous whole
Exploding fractal fragmentation
Contours of flesh torn hungers
Devour an inside out hour and still
Rivers of burning light spills out of
Something hidden behind lowly highs
The invisible eyes . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2024-07-11 at 23:43
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