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Daily Deviation

July 7, 2014
Simple language evokes deep melancholy in Visitor by sliverofciel.
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There is a ghost doing handstands on my front lawn,
wrist-deep in fresh soil. Her hands are birds
in flight.

It's late, but no one comes to take her home.
The pale moon offers a silver smile -
the clouds disapprove.
Too tired to dream, she buries her legs in sky.

Tonight she is invincible, untouchable,
this frail girl beneath the stars
this death in light.

-

There is a ghost doing handstands on my front lawn,
falling to her white knees. Her stare is a pane
of glass.

The eyes of the living are often murky but
the eyes of the gone
are windows.
;
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Nice work. How's things going?