The first part
The blurred
Outer rings
We have all seen
Phenomena
Your surroundings
Are simple
Under, increasing
Scrutiny has been
A provisional halt
It doesn’t sound
Like a real proposition
One night director
Made during
The final years
An out
Of the way
Staircase
To be lulled
Into any illusion
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2014
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