Thursday, May 25, 2017

Veil’s Valentine

I first became aware of death
When I was already in graduate school
Which I thought was rather late
In life but that triggered a great
Number of forgotten deaths
I had buried along the way
Even the witness is implicated
Impartial and alone in some of them
Which is also a kind of dying
I feel a kind of sympathy
For him whose dark costume
Hides some Isis or Osiris
If I could lift the veil

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