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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
rain, not ice - maybe snow tonight
Was I like the weather? Ice becoming easy
like crossing legs
turning away
separate beds; rain
a kind of dance that didn't include you.
Flakes of snow, a tease
kept you looking
for grace until you got smart
left for sun,
tried not to look back.
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