THE NAKED EYE




WORDS


IN WHITE

broken arrows
and a
crooked bow
muted words
on pierced drums drop

a
life written
in and on
white

and me so sure
of my
multicolored
reflection

forgive the clarity
these senses
not quite like
the rest

here I stand
a perfect blend
against
the open air

Is anybody there?

Armand Hamouth


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