byLauren Hynde©


That hat makes you sad;
beauty makes you sad;
beauty suspends the songs
far away
on sadness' clear plane.

Perhaps I shouldn't
speak of the time that ages
those lips disenchanted by time;
perhaps that dance pose
is a manifest I cannot read.


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