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TO SEE THROUGH SCREENS

 
She opens her eyes
A sunrise filtered
Weeps through the blinds
Upon her pale forehead


And she recalled her morning plans
That she hadn't the energy to undertake


And she recalled last eve's events
And a tear, earthbound, spent


Pressed the pen, ink to dream
Feather sent, the ocean gleams
Another mark to mend the scene
A beating heart to fill the seam


A scream, call from trichromatic gaze
That tiny hole, her window the cage
That doorway that bays...


It is with lack of self-worth
One feeds the starving animal
That salivates in anticipation


Thus, her ink emptied
She spilt her words, her worth
Into the ever-expanding book
Of consequence


For her face, she pays
In her sleeve that weighs
Tucked the rope away
For another day...


Just hope they won't care today
Written by UbiquitousVoid (. . . . . . . .)
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