Contributor: r soos

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late

name on a placard
outside the hospital door
now all that is left

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gather

all the leaves to burn
in one pile this afternoon
set the flame tonight

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sleep

empty body forms
the shield atop the mattress
protecting journeys

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sick

your shallow breathing
under a sheet supports the
outline of body

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drawing

everything in line
with empty colors inside
repeating patterns


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r soos has 20 books of poetry still in print. he is aging with a grace no one believes.