I see a pair
of gold rimmed
black panther's eyes
in the permanent darkness
of my head.
Watching and ambivalent
when I come.
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Textual accompaniment to the ringing in my ears. Shared for no one but spoken into the world before it dries up and dances madly in the wind.
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- Seattle, Washington, United States
- Like paper, caught up in the wind, turning over and over, going nowhere.
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