that is the script they hand you
but this is the one you use
please keep in mind
this distinction whenever you are
gazing over yet another precipice-
watch whose words are streaming from your mouth
when your crenellated soul is
so in danger of being
ironed out permanently
(that flag is the color of snow
raised in a milky sky)
you can't salute
what you don't see:
be careful
mary angela douglas 20 august 2008
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