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t h e w o r l d i s h a l f d r a w n
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E R I K S W E E T
after Marc Chagall
Rain stops
The lines are missing The simple language is!
Half drawn man kissing woman
He a turn away she is bottom missing
On a bench that appears unstable (or half there)
The house is a broken home
Her hands are up in explanation but her lips look
Like they are on his cheek his hand looks crippled
Or he is giving an okay sign with only three fingers
Someone is peering over the back fence "a looker"
Half of the bodies are invisible "or a friend"
The world is fading a skimpy tree peers on
The language is on the ink on the lines
Alone
As the day is elongated there is a question
Where is the horse in this one?
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