Number One

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Sin for sin.

Barter soul sold,

For sliver of sun

In sloped smile.

 

They do not hear

The looks between

The man in the moon and

Me. My reflection shouts.

Glass does not carry sound.

 

Stars on red carpets,

Glitz glints in scattered circles.

What's that in your eye?

Logs? Only specks of diamonds.

No brother to pry it loose.

 

Drift across – open-shut.

My heart is the cloud.

Endless bytes of secrets.

Time spins away, but

The wind refuses to dance.