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Palms Carry Blackouts
By lupus tenebrae
Foiled, it seems, by shadows in hiding,
intangible fingerprints
pointing to illusion,
Where I
appeared sleepwalking to somewhere
in the middle of nowhere special,
my palms carried blackouts.
Some distant wisp had been and
gone, homebound,
swallowed by morning blindfolds,
the tips of
pentagrams.
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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Tuesday, August 14, 2012.
Filed under: "Non-Fiction" and
"Poetry"
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