by Andrea Laws
secret windows, makers of stone
remind cognizance in
knowing that it is unknown
bars, containing misshaped fortunes,
dissolve lies into thoughts and turn
thoughts into imagination
inquisitive truth, escape conspiracy
console ancient-faced souls lost
among fixed lines
youthful eyes, remain youthful
discover hidden familiarity and
find nothing behind oneself
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October 18, 2015
Last updated February 18, 2016