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Pareidolia

Among the chaos of paraphernalia
Hand crafted antiques of regalia
On splattered walls and intricate carpets
In a leftover salad and cheese baguette
Beneath the low light of liquor lamps
Printed on rich notes and international stamps
I see you.

Split cerebral hemispheres on grunge guitar
Wishing on glow in the dark stars
Interpreting the jumble of complicated lyrics
Without being a one-dimensional critic
Creaks and groans of our apartment so frail
Between the melodic words of a raspy alpha male
I hear you.

While angels weep at the abundance of gravestones
I stare at the grass growing above your bones.
I miss you.

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