Tumult

do the wicked pray for tumult the holy drum and trumpet

fields full of soldiers riding up and down

or the bawdy work of a tongue that barbarous tune

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 24 March 1668

Dave Bonta

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do the wicked pray for

the holy drum and

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