CC: Carbon Paper

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The carbon paper of my fears
had rolled itself up into a creature
that moved stealthily in the wind.
Startling me with its rodent gait.

Its looking glass contents
are concealed within its new body.
Its ribs of foolscap contain my name.

The Saints have abandoned me
on orders of God who mocks me.
The artful black ball plays a game
scurrying past me to my past.

Mrs. CarPeo
             
           

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Footnotes
CC: CARBON PAPER is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

The image of Mrs. CarPeo is also the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

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