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Day One

He smiles a smile that shows no teeth,

as to conceal his bleeding gums.

Upon an altar of idolatry,

he waits for someone who will never come.

Scrawling in the darkness,

he writes of fathers and mathematics.

He writes of sons and sums.

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brent-reichenberger
American
Published
Jan 10, 2010
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