eyes closed,
tears mingled
with the flying dust
into a ball of muddy trust
a thorny dream
ears partly heard,
constant love songs
in maudlin tunes
from neighbor's old radio
a lamentation of life
lips sealed,
words concealed
in the concubine's cleavage
wet by her sweat
a taste of disparaging silence
hands touched,
heart once broken
reality trampled
under the inauspicious auguries
a fallen hope
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