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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

April 6, 2013March 7, 2018

Composure

I am fond of dolls
that move
ever so like
human flesh.
A glance and I wonder
if imagination
makes up stories,
stories of
movement
and expression.

I swear I saw
a head, twitch.
an eye, blink.

I look away and decide
insomnia is the one to blame.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, lie, lie poem, NaPoWriMo, national poetry writing month, poem, poetry, shadowofeve, storming lessons, thefirsteveBy shadowofeve

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