So black
When he shuts his eyes
All black
An absence
God forgot to colour in.
A Galactic density
Whirled
Asleep
In an armchair.
But he’s a fraud.
From the hairs left
In the dint
on my Black velvet
Dress where he was
Nap against nap
You can see he’s dark brown.
06/03
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