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I asked
to see his face

but nothing came
that black screen

upon waking, eyes closed
and opened to nothing

It's as if I did not sleep
That's what you said 

I merely seized upon it
The light angled 

wrong through the curtains
The leaves budded white 

I thought they'd swapped the backdrops
Who is they? You asked and beat the razor against the sink

I asked to see
his face because I doubted

anything beyond the black skull 
in the water sac 

If the tree could change 
overnight what else can?


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