Opaque Bodies Poem by Matthew English

Opaque Bodies



I can see through your primary colours, shining through.
This library book of truth is far overdue.
As the picture shining before me just a shade over your eyes,
this opaque body that i’m used to- just painted black, the colour of lies.

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Matthew English

Matthew English

Kent; The Garden of England
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