Noiseless Drama

Further along, you start grasping,/for/the will behind the deed,/the hocus pocus disappearing,/ while alone at home ,you realize :/you had a laugh/you hear that awful sound again./Having not signed on the dotted line,/sensing lesser emotions,/ones lifelike, but unreal/ (somehow makeshift)/it’s a rock and a hard place/to lose friends as well as enemies, /with a cool precision/signed, at last, by the telling imprint/of the lily and the star/but the error in the blueprints,/of Woodlawn Cemetery, necropolis all it’s own,/ was a warm blooded substance/that now, pushes up daisies

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