Complicit

greetings o gun of a martyr I hear each reed cry out

and I am silent as a house in war

I hunt for a better moon to lie to

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys: unfinished entry for Thursday 16 April 1668

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

greetings o gun of a

I hear each cry out

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