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Salon of Solo Poetry for Critique - Four

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Poem Number 891

dust
Commentary:
i met you once - then twice again
a familiar turn of face and phrase
i asked myself to cross the street
and yet, again we chance to meet.
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seeing clearly a new incarnation
a haunting reminder the truth prevails
no where to hide except in plain sight
intimacy denied is another's delight
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to hope any shoe would fill the place
at home alone or with others i wait
a day devoid of artifact thoughts
punishing me for what i did, or did not
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