Autumn beard
Invading winter
Spring memory
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The dead fortunate in their forgetfulness!
the living cursed with the blemish of memory!
their souls trapped in barbwire dream catchers
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Taking interest
a couple with Bermudas and moccasins
describes the beauty with disinterest
painting the ocean and the sky
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they say that the rail divides us
separating the glossy from the dodgy
barbwire streamers on our side
Babylon gardens on their side
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the sunrays fight it out on the window pane
banishing cold shadows to beech corners
passion kisses heat against my neck
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everybody takes the hike
waiting for the dark grim lift
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straining fearing body
screaming preservation
but hurling itself anyway
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