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Friday, 24 September 2010

Schrödinger's Eyes

A far-off tolling bell has chased the clouds across the grass
The limpid sky is dreaming of a deep blue still to pass
Unfenced, lush fields now lap the line of trees atop the hill
But behind the sun-haze'd torpor unseen walls stand cold and still
Prisoners we, existing only under observation glass...
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