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"Vague"

by Mike Maxson, aka xgonzox  

 

Willing the world upright again,
the shadow slowly creeps
below the breaking light.

It shows itself spilled
in wrong letters on a keyboard.
In the burning pan on the stove,
stinking of smoke
and grainy acrid scents of burning rice.

It shows itself in morning
by standing with both hands held aloft,
akin to surfing cresting wake of carpet.

 
Slipping into vision halfway through
the words or bright colors.
Twitching silently mid-word
whilst teaching math.

 
Standing tall three times a week
just to remind me.
Not a wraith at all.
Not some shamed dog with tail withdrawn
but a proud, searing fighting thing
that will not cease to engulf
my every sense of order.

 

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