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Jul 24
THE MUSEUM OF LOST THOUGHTS

here( under glass)
the Christ's last thoughts
His doubts...His fears

even some say
( though some doubt their provenance )
his lost tears

here Caesar
as the knifes plunge in
the tattered thought "Et tu..?"

thought spattered
with the red rich
blood of history

the thoughts of man
displayed against black velvet
thoughts one thought were gone forever

pity you got here
just in time
for the closing bell

come back tomorrow
maybe you will be included
in the various exhibits

you the ordinary man
as the heart attack strikes
the lost voice "I love my wife!
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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