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Victor H. wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>>> Hazel's Hex
>>>
>>>> She holds her hand
>>>> against the glass.
>>>> Before she gets
>>>> too much memory.
>>>> This game of numbers
>>>> chances so high to lose.
>>>>
>>>> I hesitate
>>>> to call her name.
>>>> Deep humid night
>>>> sick wildflower smell.
>>>> Watch her knocking
>>>> across the Village Green
>>>> I feel a sinking inside.
>>>>
>>>> Looked into her eyes
>>>> like a night move to hold her.
>>>> But that's not possible.
>>>> Frayed pitch
>>>> I must have thought I'd tried
>>>> but I stopped way short.
>>>>
>>>> Her beauty is eternal
>>>> being weary and so wary.
>>>> Reconstruct my heart.
>>>> Or something like
>>>> revisionist memory
>>>> since it was nothing
>>>> but scrambled dogs and
>>>> chitter-chat.
>>>>
>>>> -Will Dockery

>>> More of my life transformed into poetry/art.

>> (From the archives)

> Quite good and somewhat obscure to me....

It'll go on the blog tomorrow.