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Syringe Shaped Shadow

A screen of digital text reflects

manufactured trees bleached and pressed,

without the mess,

typed and sent in an instant

^
(sunlight made the night undress.)

Each time we leave we leave an imprint.

^
(Dawn broke like an envelope
this
orange morning’s
soaring fringe
of skylines
& oceans

& pouring rain

forming

syringe
shaped
shadow

patterns on the window pane.)

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