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draw a line under .. .

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this Prussian green night scene
where people never returning
say goodnight to borrowed hope,
turn on their down at heel,
their autumn rhythmic murmur

sleep long at the shoulder
of the eternal beloved, listen
to graveyard rustle, grandmama’s
starchy tunic, people cancelled of
barbaric philosophies of blame

shame dressed in uniforms
shined of round, polished
buttons, double-breasted,
pressed sharp within inch of lives
exhumed they would shudder

under painted letters, conflicts
of disorder, relative and strange
under the ignominious lantern,
searchlights trained on atrocity
of murder, unwashed, stained

the iron fist, fragile constraints
have no wish to translate, they
duplicate the winter over coat
an iced metaphor as dehuman
eyes construct unholy treason

under all we wish to disappear,
the nemesis of fear, saintly prayer
and mother’s tears collect with
river kisses, run through earth’s
granite fissures, omnipotent as sea

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©edenbraytoday25.08.2025

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