She can't be believed
except by her acts,
and nobody sees these
harder than her. She
finds herself sole
in possession of all
she could say or could
think, that is good
to defer.
And better or worse
just don't seem to come in
to it. She can't seem to get
far enough off. Perspective
is everywhere, just the same
proportion is sticky
and growing soft.
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