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Monday, October 17, 2016

Panels

I shutter my life
With vented panels
To allow a little light
But no exterior vision.

Some light is necessary.
It tells the approximate
Time of day
And where I placed
Those damned cufflinks
I never wear.

But I need no vision
Beyond my room
Else I may see her
Strolling the street
And I explode from my door
Chasing her
Begging her
Come back to me
Or I die.

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