Standing by the door,
there was a look
in that non-look
Together, we were bathed
in the violet luster
of black light
Alien membrane shapes
that absorbed
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Again there's a wandering
down paths, dirty wet leaves,
blurs and blurs of dark, dark rain
the way people are still
faces against the wall,
faces facing against the wall
illuminated in salt water pools
Written: 4/30/04
Photo: Tim Walker
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