Thin neck of tarnished glass
Where there is no color
Three eyes stare – in alternate directions
All looking – someone else
Waves rising by the stomach
Blue against dirty water
Caught behind translucent walls
Withheld in black lines
Patiently waiting to be set free
To pass through with no concept
Of time or space
Unbound by the restrictions
Of only three dimensions
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