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Aug 2015
You shudder when you hear my name
You thought you heard the words, but no
You sigh, relieved, but even so
You let me go, you let me go

You thought you heard my echoed voice
So long ago that voice would read
Your name with love, then I was torn
From you, oh how you watched me bleed

So long ago, remember, friend?
You planted flowers in the yard,
You didn’t know the mounds you dug
Would mark our graveyards in the end

You mourn the graveyard now and then
You don’t remember those bared teeth
And when the wind breathes, you pretend
My voice is somewhere underneath
Original poem revised from traditional pantoum style
Alena Leo
Written by
Alena Leo  Ithaca, NY
(Ithaca, NY)   
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