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Portrait of the Artist as a Lone Tree


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Perfect reflection

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I can remember eyes
that looked at me in adoration;
I can remember holding you,
and being one.
Yet I remember anger,
deep contempt and hatred,
all from the same blonde face
that married me in love.

I can remember months,
and hours in which I missed your presence;
I can remember many years
of being lone.
Joined at the lip to you, dear,
seemingly forever;
where did the love depart,
that once we knew as one?

I can remember lies
with photographic, cold precision;
I can remember truthfulness,
when you were young.
I will forget my treasure -
all that once was lovely.
I will forget my love -
she lives; but life is gone.

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