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Dust Jacket by Lene MacLeod

Updated: May 26, 2022

Vintage vacuum cleaner

sucks the detritus of life

into its wheeled, round chamber

Flip the top, extract the matted

fibrous grey fabric composed

of hair, death, and dust

Bookshelves hold

the words and works

stories of truths and dares

Lone tome tumbles to

the floor, by ambition or breeze?

Cover tones, dark and cold

depict the deception of

a mouthless face

Inside: a jumble of

brilliance and the inane,

among blank pages

did you judge?

Chilled air of haunting memory

grab the garment from a chairback

grey and fibrous

I don my dust jacket even though

it does not fit

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