Some nights when the clock
becomes my heart and the ceiling
a movie screen, her story plays
a midnight series and the wall hums
the background music. Reels are sealed
like cornea to the eye and there's no remotefor rewinding or button for editing.
They only serve Deja Vu or Groundhog Day.
Monday, April 02, 2007
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