When the image

Unpolished windows show the world
as it prefers to be seen: less clearly

than your impulses to lenses and cleaners
compass you to, with a new verb 

on the road to true north, brought forth
by the way you looked that day and now

in my memory of the present, the blur
is a little darker than that day

though that might be because of the
music that I'm listening to 

though I may have chosen that to 
use the purple colored pencil

as a foreground, because like the world
I prefer to close my eyes and fade into the trees.

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