surface tension

poem deposit from me to you

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Surface tension

Somewhere tonight
they build the plane important enough
 for a nosedive		

We ride the beaten side 		
               the canyon looms as
Mom ignores the news

and in the ballroom of my eye 		a little me waves back at you

a willing mind		too frail find
somewhere out there tonigh    is blind
	
               in the garden	sublime 	           a figure lurks in the blue
	I chance a step toward her		

or is that person you?

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