The huge corsage of mums
Was a cruel joke
The senior boys pinned on
Glori who nevertheless
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The name on the headstone
Tells of something more.
In a space meant for two,
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Lambs in limbo kneel before a graze.
I place your curtsy at stone eyestops.
menace
Sliding with amorphous sheen
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Once again solace will host the county fair.
I arrive to find my mother and father are there.
It is evening. The lights anticipate
The darkness yet to come.
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while he was here
he did not speak.
did not we think
he could not speak?
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Our leaders and followers
Altho obliged to give false
Reasons, are right
To espouse torture (for
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Lies are telling falseness upon the void
Where won't lie your purest heart
Faces confound gear in packed straw
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