if I bind my eyes shut tightly
I think I can almost make out the edges of his shadow
even in my dreams, even for a moment
he won't come before me
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the revisionist
PoetryA revisionist changes history, but I am merely telling my story how it happened to me -- what a travesty that it makes me the revisionist.
V.
if I bind my eyes shut tightly
I think I can almost make out the edges of his shadow
even in my dreams, even for a moment
he won't come before me
