again the mothers
have kissed the ear
of a small
boy
they do not
love
whose voice
eats bread
through a mask…
have scored their grief
as inefficient
sadness, and accepted
bowling balls
from three-fingered
men.
have kissed the ear
of a small
boy
they do not
love
whose voice
eats bread
through a mask…
have scored their grief
as inefficient
sadness, and accepted
bowling balls
from three-fingered
men.

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