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Is this a real memory or some lingering perception from a dream, held together by some half-tied sailor’s knot of imagination?
The eyes will not lie, though they often mislead. They will not lie, though they are open to interpretation. They will not lie, though they may not tell the truth. The eyes, I remember thinking, will not lie. But did they? In that pleated half-memory/dream, did they? I don’t know.
She stays with me, obscured and ambiguous, felt more than seen, like the reverberation of a rung bell that can no longer be heard. Dream or memory, a shape in empty air, a sound in the bones, an emptiness from a displaced splinter. Never quite there, never entirely gone.
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