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Alone Again, Marsden? MAG

By Anonymous

   (after a painting by Milton Avery)



Slouching alone and sour.

Your bow tie cannot find a flower -

Or else it would flutter away,

A skittish magenta form fleeing the lifelessness of you.

Your only friend is darkness, although

I am here,

To see your face a pallid lime,

Touched with wisps of silver.

Only your eyes are still pools

In the shadow of a stoneface,

Dulled by the sighing blue which

Has enveloped your soul.





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