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The flies, smaller even than the girl

pupils that dilate, widening with

accordion breath, inhaling the light.

The music in the pinpoint focus, its buzz

playing with depth and the image is

so literally inside her, then

the insect swimming the optical stream.

The gel soft liquid of eye held by the head cup,

keeping her from spilling.
Posted 09/03/12
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