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Douglas Polk

A cardinal attracts the eye,
out of place on this gray dark day,
of snow and rain,
how the species survived being so damn red,
a mystery to me,
She like the cardinal attracts the eye,
her beauty draws a crowd,
feeling like a voyeur,
or satellite around a moon,  
as she battles her demons in our communal living room,
glad when my girlfriend convinced me to allow her to stay,
but she like the cardinal out of place,
she does not belong in our gray dark lives,
she and the cardinal need to be where there is sun,
and the world colorful instead of gray.

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