Syringe Shaped Shadow

Author: Tad Winslow

A screen of digital text reflects

manufactured trees bleached and pressed,

without the mess,

typed and sent in an instant

^ (sunlight made the night undress.)

Each time we leave we leave an imprint.

^ (Dawn broke like an envelope this orange morning’s soaring fringe of skylines & oceans

& pouring rain

forming

syringe shaped shadow

patterns on the window pane.)

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