Gothic
rain and I live together in one lone body
tell me how sober men cry or go out in black
coat like a hole hands in wild motion
it is the fashion to fast and play at death
and I am too thin to think of a burden like tomorrow
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 15 October 1666.
Dave Bonta
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