Gemini

by Brendan Strong

She comes in the day,
In jeans and quotidian care marking the shapes of her face
That marks everyday that she says she wants to escape.
I ask her about her way, and how she is and how it is going.

I dream of seeing her in the night.

She comes in the night
In a dress and make up that mark the lines drawn by a magazine
That marks this escape of her life: Night.
I say nothing.

I wonder where the beauty is.

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