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Show Deception The morning light breaks through the blinded window, into my room, painting the dust-heavy air into steel bars, and I lie as if in the shadow of radar. Past mortem arrival to a break-in scene; something nice, something new. I peer over the blanket roll like digging out of a fox-hole, and from a distant, disfigured bedpost slanting across the door dangling ha If-eyes. . .stare at a toe a big toe. Semi-parallel (with bedpost and eyes) lined up symmetrically.. the left.. has a big on the right, but the right... has a big on the right. I have been deceived by wrong toes on wrong sides or all three feet aren't mine. Gay I an Nielson |