Parading

I am the mystery, occasioned as myself,

compound volatile, sewn at the mouth.
compound volatile, sewn at the mouth.
Look me in the eye and I am elsewhere,
Look me in the eye and I am elsewhere,
I sleep, silent as ink. —James Byrne
I sleep, silent as ink.
—James Byrne

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