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Simon Perchik
You use this patch as if one eye
rants in the dark, could hear
and over some moonlit stream
stares at that place in the story
where the ogre, once upon a time
was a child younger than you
though one page will always turn back
by itself, cackling, wrinkled
useless --a little darkness helps
pulled close so you can find the thud
every cover makes when a book
shuts down and the sea
takes water from everywhere
--for a split second
you see half the monster
and when it rains, the other.
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