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A scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks
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Here is a scale. Weigh it out and you will find,
easily, more than sufficient doubt that these
colors you see were picked in advance by some
careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.
They are smeared and these blurs come in random
order to color the eyes of your former lovers.
Hers were green like July except when she cried
they were red. Now I know a disease that these
Doctors can’t treat. You contract it the day
you accept all you see is a mirror and a mirror
is all it can be. A reflection of something
we’re missing. And language just happened, it
was never planned, and it’s inadequate to
describe where I am in the room of my house where
the light has never been waiting for this day to
end. And these clocks keep unwinding and
completely ignore everything that we hate or
adore. Once the page of a calendar is turned
it’s no more. So tell me then, what was it for?
Oh tell me, what was it for?