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| {Pho-dog-raphy & framing: K. Hall} |
Everything is a lie
in me; I like these pictures sparkly,
ringed by glassy beads,
all flashing spectrum-light
like diamonds:
is a lie
so
wrong,
or even a
lie, when what
makes me smile is
not a material bead,
but a private spark I see?
Everything—beauty,
purpose, good—is
a story, a vision,
a might-have-
been / could-
be that's
truly &
forward-
ly ly-
ing
in
m
e
.
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