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The Optometrist.

 He stands at his window
Removes his glasses
Squints in the direction
Of Urgent Care, there
Emblazoned in a red
Neon perplex. He keeps
A handout concerning Joyce's
Vision trials in a drawer
Beneath the tonometer.
He printed the copies
Because zeal without
Prudence is a ship
 A man walks
In so he asks the man
To look in the viewer.
He says, Now please
read the first line. Good.
The second line. Now
Read the line in red.
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Title Annotation:FIVE POEMS
Author:Chelotti, Dan
Publication:The American Poetry Review
Article Type:Poem
Date:Sep 1, 2018
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