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Jul 2010
With the sweat of icons and glistened pearls in stone,
she wept for lambs lost, generations plowed under and
sweet potatoes that sun themselves.

This south, sweet heritage of folds, of historical nuance
and terrible crimes.

Lay with me tender, find coolness of the sheet and
breathe the mist of sad songs and foolish loves.

2010 Barry Comer
Barry Comer
Written by
Barry Comer  Louisville, KY
(Louisville, KY)   
   Cinthia Dariles and ---
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