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In Disguise
by Natalia L. Rudychev

do you hear
the poems are dying
every step
                 every breath
                              every beat?

do you see
autumn clouds erasing
from my eyes
                sky and earth
                              blue and green?

do you feel
I am walking on water
not like our Saviour did
but like a goose
chasing shadows of airborne brothers
flapping wings
that will never cut loose?

do you know
the circle of winter
                  drawn by the wind
                                  in a piling snow?
do you sense
I am freezing alive...
in the puddle
                  of an empty apartment
the monitor's ice?

don't be bothered
(the poems are dying)
grab rose colored glasses
put death in disguise

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