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A Thin Line

 

thin lines

I watched you trace the pages,

methodically

following the faded design –

your hands; the thin bones of your wrist, your fingers long, narrow

unlike I remember –

 

across your face, thin lines draw bookmarks; years written

on thin lines, contrasting the new paint

on a blank wall

 

I trace the lines with my hand,

retrieving a smile; eyes

simulate recognition – one thin line

connecting a fading past

 

bkmackenzie copyrighted 2008

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