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Death Comes to Me Again
A Pantoum
Sep 5, 2023
Death comes to me, again
In the form of pale skin and wooden caskets.
What comes to me then:
A million sympathy gift baskets.
In the form of pale skin and wooden caskets,
An expiration of life is concluded with
A million sympathy gift baskets
And a silver scythe.
An expiration of life is concluded with
Loved ones in wooden boxes,
A silver scythe,
And empty tissue boxes.
Loved ones in wooden boxes,
Forced Amens,
And empty tissue boxes.
Death comes to me, again.
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