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'THIS ROOM HAS MYSTERY LIKE A TRANCE' This room has mystery like a trance Of wine forget-me-nots of you Are chair and couch, the books your Fingers touched. And now that you Are absent here the silence scrapes A secret rust from everything While sudden wreaths of sorrow's Dust uncover emptiness like halls To stumble through, and terror falls

Kenneth Patchen

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