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The Room I See

Mark Fleury

The room I see has a corner for unresolved
Pain to curl up against (not yet wings,
Unless the shapes of pills) And booze

Keeps the surface away, the Train from Atlantis,
Stationed in between my eyes like an eclipse.
Diffused enough to keep the childhood
Lamplight lowercase, and making me feel

Tall as the Train, between moon
And breeze in blue winter light.

I stood above the phantom light with bright
Red lips, not wondering where we’d stop.

Are east and west both cliffs? Theater?
Art-glowed gallery? Two places to meet?

Softly lit room, wax melting onto

A table. New Year’s Eve. Flying away,
You fall asleep, leaving the Train

And Orb behind, into the moon as
Entrance to a private pain.

A snowflake, underneath a sky-roof,
Unable to go to love-warm down the
Hall, where you could’ve fit the Orb
In the palm of your hands, praying,
Because as an Angel you’d understood

Wind. Yet the hallway seemed too far,
And would who is found be you are me?
The journey was about as long as
A newspaper clipping I read on the wall,
Taped there, halfway.

I shook the snow out of my hair onto
The ink, seeping and draining the headline
Into shape, “Child Is Code For Entrance.”

Breaking a door down with tears, or
Shards of wood in my fists from pounds
Never worked. It seems nothing’s scarier
Than innocence because that’s exactly who
I am. My love is easily frightened away.

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