April 26, 2007

Opera Cellist Pondering His Smallness

Trace the chalk outline in the orchestra pit with your lips.
Ruthless weaponry, these false confessions of love.
Another lifetime dedicated to misanthropy awaits me.
Go to the room where Juliette rests her dead limbs.
Entire villages liquidated in a jealous heartbeat.
Dust has settled on the battlefield. The bones gleam.
Yesterday's wounds will never scab over.

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