A History - Poem by MARINA GIPPS
Bizarre consequence to be absolved
of you, ditchdigger, epitaph author,
the guise of a woolen lamb.
For the longest time
I forgot to breathe under the current:
the rudimentary hoax
of our dwindling being.
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