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Thursday, 17 June 2010


Faded recollection soon plays the rainbow's snare
A room of dreams once pridian, now childhood-locked and bare
Such richly fabric'd floor through aging knot-holes trickling dust
Vast treasury of ancient books congealed, a joyless crust
The melting chandelier's misshapen prisms cloud and wilt
Oneiric wall's hiation rends a tableau turned to silt
Never more to leave the world and find my artist's womb
Misplaced, the sleepy doorway to my unremembered room
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