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this is a test

by Brynn Dizack

i am between two windows
wondering
these walls are not the colours i remember falling asleep between
flick switch on, lift
mug-to-lips
seep
tears-from-eyes and
screams-from-throat
this is not feeling, this
is a test

stray baseball comes and and
breaks panes but not
p a i n s &
shards fall-at-feet i am
gathering in fingertips i am
tiptoing and finding
your face in each piece
not quite a
mirror but
better than
inside-of-coffee-mug
sugar piled at bottom
in liquid solid state
i am.

01/07/2003

Posted on 01/07/2003
Copyright © 2025 Brynn Dizack

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