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boxcar merlot (05/15/2019)
trains crossing blacked out streets
mournful howls , stark in the slick obsidian
of deadened stories, and hardened hearts
a thousand miles of ire cast in cooling:
the warmth of bodies wistful for sleep backed
by a hapless sliver of ivory
mists roiling up and up like a damp collective sigh
frozen by shock
in time.
and in time all things lose their pallor
their color
desaturated ...
Friday 17th May 2019 12:07 pm
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