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23.viii.26
the
other woman in my room
ekphrastic
for an untitled painting by an unknown painter of an unknown subject
gloss of lip
she’s been laid flat, propped upright here
now two-dimensional
watching
a kind of ‘come hither’ with a bit of ‘fuck off’
trapped here, some might say
or I know that this room is her home
that I am just passing through
left only to imagination
I could be anyone too
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