Death comes in a cloak that is hard to recognize.
I was walking near Azalea Park when I saw a spray
of blossoms that could've brought some yellow joy.
They did not.
In the coal towns of Pennsylvania a man
has the crazy idea that his bowels will not move.
Surrender in the alley where Milton went down.
The laughing sneer of evil when it thinks
it has you caught.
Friday, July 13, 2018
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