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I’m looking through a hole in sky
through a hole at the top of a dome,
as in Pantheon,
………………….……..through which hole
I see by coincidence of holes in my head
—my eyes
as it is I have two
which, it must be said,
I’m glad I do because
when light is shed from moon,
or sun, or stars it caroms off things nearby
and what is beautiful flows in
as silvery shadow slats of widow blinds
lie lattice-like across a sheet
sheer as virginity
………….. prismed hues of Neptune blue
Saturn gold and Martian red cast across a bed
sifted through the sieve inside my head
……………this is not illusory,
but artifice of what
must be
Jim Culleny
2/21/18
Blink 