eyes vague blue, like sky, change time; indiscriminate fleeting, entir — Frank O’Hara, Meditations Emergency

Frank O'Hara Meditations in an Emergency

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My eyes are vague blue, like the sky, and change all the time; they are indiscriminate but fleeting, entirely specific and disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I am always looking away. Or again at something after it has given me up.

Frank O'Hara, Meditations in an Emergency

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