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Shallow-end
When will the responsibility rise
out of the steam when I cry
not for the person
but my troubles within
When will my eyes' telescope refocus
Flipping others from upside-down to erect
Not a reflection
The almond shaped lens connecting
discovering other planets
revolving
When I don't worry that tears that never fall
will reveal the true identity
not pretty at all
The make-up and the salt
mix and slide off the thin surface
And what is left
The shame outside twisted inside-out
like the socks taken off
and buried in the hamper
waiting to be washed
the shallow-end
poem
by
Francesca Martin
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