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The Day tilts
The poem has sharp edges, my hands bleed
in showers of rain

I go into preservation
in memory of the future

Humanity blooms in Auschwitz, Gaza, Kreml, Jerusalem,
Hanoi, Theresienstadt, Wöbbelin, Kfar Aza, Sabra & Shatila

Humanity bears fruit:
dehumanization, cluster bombs, Pol Pot, mustard gas, Hitler, Zyklon B,
Agent Orange, Netanyahu, Napalm, nuclear arms,
Putin, Trump

A godless minstrel hides a poem
down the road

All mirrors are tucked in

Implacability reads Kaddish for the world

Everything is at stake;
that's not much, but everything counts

Fri vers (Fri form) av Ingvar Loco Nordin VIP
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Publicerad 2023-11-09 10:04

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