Sad Moon Rising

by grimbeau

Grimbeau

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The day after the
day after wholesale slaughter

flyblown autumn gossamer
persists

stubborn as winter rowan 
becomes tonight

more trash to incinerate
sweet horse
chestnut 

We endure stale lavender

All the greens
become obscene

rude yellows stark
enchanted azure

No chance of heaven
at eleven.

As in the black night

a certificated

medic calls to say:

Life goes on without us

then just like glimpses

promptly disappears

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