Ekphrasis
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Cold skin, open arms
The warmest I’ve felt in years
Unwilling to fall for such common charm
I could fall for anyone near
Dangerous to be so close to me
Based on the artwork It’s Raining Knives by Silvia Levenson True houses sit upon their precise grass.There is no movement, there is no sound, there is no imperfect quality.Imprints of walls and yard decorations place safety.Even the yellow siding
Ceci n'est pas une pipe.
Then what is this type,
of odd peculiar being?
An elephant's tusk and face,
flipped upside down in place?
Ceci n'est pas une pipe.
Elementary, my dear Watson.
