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Seeing Under, Seeing Over

by Allison Grayhurst

For then I saw
I could not write,
I could only relay
my visions, my small
and larger revelations.
It was then I could see
I do not think, I just let it
spill and I have no intellectual
confidence — no real fans.
I have only myself, my darling nothingness.
I have the dark shadow on the darker land.

Copyright © 2011 by Allison Grayhurst

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