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Laser Surgery


bygones be bygones
I know once my halftones
were drip drop dripping down
your collarbone
frames canvas

as if cyan
my fingerpaint digits
would swirl through
to touch your
magenta rushing heart

and draw
naivistic purple clouds
across your breast

but yellow your geist
and black my intentions
all faded
to watered down gray

just when warning lights flared
"Toner Low"
and finally all
sputtered out
was a blank sheet
virginal deception
in white

as if as if...
bygones was bygones
and refilled carriages
fresh ink bleeding
could tattoo a stitch
to sew shut this rift
ever again

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