Love Poem: Under Glass
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Written by: Frances Lemoine

Under Glass

> Under glass
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> in Italy
> 
> you saw the saint
> 
> a woman
> 
> she was
> 
> shrouded
> 
> you say her feet were withered
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> and dry
> 
> and you could almost
> 
> almost
> 
> feel the dust
> 
> Under glass
> 
> in America
> 
> from above
> 
> you watch her
> 
> you watch her laugh
> 
> you cringe
> 
> you did not make her laugh
> 
> you watch her cells divide
> 
> collide
> 
> you watch her
> 
> as she jumps up and off
> 
> and back on again
> 
> Under glass
> 
> she's throwing stones at you.
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> When you feel the thud and sting
> 
> the glass will shard.
> 
> Away.