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Autumn Division (1/18/2015)
a house of churches: banners of lament
built of pills, blood, love and cement
flags at half-mast, although
good intentions never fall
reaper-kind, what good we sow.
roads that spiral inward
shattered like glass
rewrote like victor's history
great minds losing likeness
drawn up into a mystery.
bridges burnt at sunrise
our compass, an impasse.
meeting's on sundays
the foundation o...
Tuesday 20th January 2015 3:35 pm
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