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  • Transfixed by a blackness
    I couldn't understand.
    [Shhh: It's A Secret!]
    What was this explicit clowning
    around and making love?
    Inevitable, short-lived
    with no record.

    Her hair curving softly in
    all directions.
    My forgotten epiphany
    of angels leading a search
    for the miraculous.
    Subsequently, did I
    ignore you?

    Moving to the backside
    with unnatural preference...
    The violin appeared
    (a shield against the
    light of day).

    "Most people don't know anything about any of it,"
    she said.

    -gone; the idols-gone;

    fragile

    moist

    details.
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