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after an elaborate deception
I dragged you through
a particularly isolated
cemetery where the deceased receive
no further mourners or
giv..
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the torches shedding
light upon the stairs
relay a warning no one bears
with rusted hinges
holding back despair
leading the way into his la..
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a blackbird sits
upon the grave
in this field
of memorial stones
longing to be with them
in their cities
of the dead
so insignificant
and d..
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When I first saw
your broken corpse
enter into final union
with the dry earth
and become engulfed within
it reminded me of the scent
of seaweed ..
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